A hillbilly finds himself in an unfamiliar part of town and he's hungry. He pulls his rust bucket into the parking lot of a restaurant and approaches the front door with his sleeveless tee-shirt, holey ripped jeans, shaggy beard, do-rag, and tattoos but he's stopped by the Maitre'D before he can enter.
The Maitre'D says, "I'm sorry sir but to enter this establishment you must be wearing a dinner coat and tie."
Upset, the redneck returns to his junker car and searches the backseat for a coat and tie. He finds a blazer he wore to his cousin's wedding last year and throws it on, but he couldn't find a tie.
He returns to the restaurant entrance hoping for leniency, but the Maitre'D stops hims again. "I see you found a coat, but you still need a tie, I'm sorry."
The redneck is getting hungry, frustrated, and desperate. He goes back to the car and pops the trunk looking for anything that might pass for a tie. When he sees his jumper cables he figures that would have to do. He wrapped them around his neck and managed a pretty decent half-windsor knot.
Now he confidently approaches the restaurant a final time, certain he will be let in this time since *technically* he now meets the dress code.
Upon inspection, the Maitre'D looks him up and down, and finally says... "I'm going to allow you to enter... *but you better not try to start anything!*"
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