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You Know Your A Wet Neck When... By Hooly (www.myspace.com/comichooly) My mom is Mexican and my dad is white so I guess that makes me a WET NECK. You know you’re a wet neck when… You’re for border control just to see your relatives less You know you’re a wet neck when… Your poncho is made of flannel You know you’re a wet neck when… Your tia’ is also your momma You know you’re a wet neck when… You do drivebys in pickup trucks You know you’re a wet neck when… You eat tamales made of road kill You know you’re a wet neck when… They play county music at your quinceanera |
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