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There was a boy from Nebraska. His name was Tanner. He lived in a farm, corn ridden town full of rednecks until he was in eigth grade.  He moved to a normal town in Illinois and was confused. At school he just didn’t seem to fit in. He just had the uncontrollable urge to farm. He had blond spikey hair, glasses, he was skinny, and he had almost no muscle.  He liked to play games that most kids didn’t really want to anymore. He made a few friends and was labled a “nerd”. He did not enjoy the wonderful taste of chicken, in any of its greatest forms.  He was loud and obnoxious and even the teachers thought he was wierd. This is were his story begins, of his redkneck adventures of farming and things of thats sort. and stuff and he doesnt like chicken so yeah. I know this is short, but this is only the introduction to Tanner. Stay tuned for more stories in the life of Tanner The Redneck Farmer. Just check back every so often if there is no new story when you are reading this. Please read this as much as possible, if possible, it would really help with some real life issues, so g’bye.