How am I supposed to do sick Motorcycle Jumps while I’m too busy fightin wizards and gettin drunk as fuck on mead.

Well Hennessy does what he always does. Pull out my shotgun or just offer him a nice pack of Jack Links and Jack Daniels. That boy will have so much southern hospitality he won’t know what to do. Then he’ll be my friend. Years later when his wife and him take me and my old lady on a date and I kill him. Then when his wife asks why? “He shoulda never fucked with Hennessy Williams baby.” Then I fly away on my Bald Eagle shooting my many guns.

Sup fuckers. My name is Hennessy Williams. I’ll keep it short and simple like my attention span. I’m a gun smith, stunt man, I enjoy pro wrestling and drinking beer. I hold the world record for the longest pee but they didn’t count it because I was taking supplements. I make my own southern good and hope to fuck y’all’s stomach up because I make crab, gator, catfish, pheasant and other crazy game and food. See y’all on the flip side

Hennessy Williams ain’t made out of money. At most I’m a Splenda Daddy with a drinking problem.

Ay man moonshine is my specialty. If it ain’t 100 proof I won’t drink it. I will literally fight you for that record.

Hey, I know Hennessy Williams Stunt Man Extraordinaire can’t be the only one who watches pro wrestling. Let me see all you pretty sumabitches.

Mix between Lil Coidone, Joe Dirt and Ash from Supernatural. Hennessy is the redneck Macgyver.

If Hennessy ain’t at least top 7 I’ll be sadder than hell.

Big man beat the shit out of 5 guys and then an OUWAAAAA man eliminated big guy. Everyone was mad.

Oh shit y’all. It’s the damn Elimination Chamber in under an hour. If y’all know me you know I love beer and wrestling so this is like the Pro Bowl before the Super Bowl for me. I’m about to cream my mufuckin britches.

Greatly appreciated hombre.

Look at my dick! I talk to myself all the time, I don’t need some nerd to tell me that nobody is listening. If I wanted an opinion I’d talk to my old lady.

Autocorrect tries to help me. But most of the times it ruins everything.

I grow all sorts of things..

It promotes death. It sells for thousands of dollars and people kill each other for it. It grows here and if you even step near it they’ll threaten to shoot you

Ever heard of Ginseng?

Nah, but that ain’t stopping me from givin the island great recipes

I’m just warnin ya. These boys out here get real wild when you mess with their stuff. It’s their lives.

It’s in the swamps on the island. The only swamps here.

Just be careful. Other hillbilly boys come out here to kill my gators and if you trespass they will shoot. It’s the Wild West in these swamps.

Swamp. I don’t eat it unless I catch it

Y’all just need my gator stew. Warms the stomach and soul.

I’m upset that I had to read. Needs more pictures. 8/10 I would barely recommend this book.

I’ll go and weld me up a mech suit made outta beer cans and fight them sons’a’bit he’s myself

Can I still drink beer and cook food in the swamp under your order?