You might be a SCAdian redneck if...

Many of you seem to be in the SCA and don't know how to classify yourselves.

You go geese huntin' for the quills

You look forward to Pennsic because that nice pavilion is a lot more spacious than your trailer

You developed an Aztec persona so that you can eat chili and chew tobacco and claim it's period

You put duct tape on your huntin' dog so you can claim it's your war hound

You duct tape two sticks of rattan together because a double-barrel feels more "natural"

Your camp at Pennsic has more amenities than your home

You have more scrolls than teeth

You make candles because your town isn't hooked up for electricity

Your herald has ever said "Oyez, y'all..."

You've ever had to address, "your majesty, Bubba."

You've tried to document corn dogs, baloney, Pabst and Twinkies as period

You have to make a special snood that will cover your beehive...

...But you can get your snood from your job at the Sonic

You've ever stuck dollar bills down a houppelande

Your device is "sable, a maiden reclining argent," in other words, a mudflap

You're glad that literacy and standardized spelling didn't exist in period

It's ever happened that on the battlefield, you yell out, "Hey, guys! Watch this!"

You can perform Greensleeves by putting your hand under your armpit

You want to get knighted so that you can wear your spurs in the SCA, as well

You complain to the staff at the Wal-mart that if they sell guns, they should also sell rattan

You put two inches of foam around your weed whacker and try to get it past the marshal

Even your SCAdian name is a double first name

You bring mead on your fishin' trip

You get around Pennsic in your mower

You try to get out of your prison sentence by arguing to the judge that you can't miss Pennsic because you're the autocrat

The Middle Ages appeal to you because it was acceptable to marry your cousin back then

You knock down traffic signs with your pickup to use them for making shields

You express your displeasure at the marshal by hurling your bottle of mead at his head


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