On the highway the other day, I was passed by a truck whose back window displayed an advertisement for a company called Redneck Computers.  I instantly imagined the following:

An obese, sweaty man with a mostache and a John Deere cap sitting between an oscillating fan and an abacus.  The name Gus is embroidered on his shirt.  After furrowing his brow at the abacus for a moment, he looks up and says, "Seven.  That'll be five bucks."