hickiverse

An infinite realm where all versions of reality where everyone is a redneck and it includes the following axiom: the more you know about the speed of a cracker the less you can know about his given position in the white supremacist rally. In other words, to state the corollary: there is no hickiverse where you can both know where a cracker is and what that cracker is really doing.

Yes, Virginia, there IS a hickiverse where President Windmills-Give-You-Cancer and Marjorie Taylor Greene are married cousins in a trailer with 5 kids, one on the way, and a growing fentanyl problem.