"Redneck Literacy" Dept

Candace passes on a personal anecdote from a Southern friend who eats breakfast and reads the paper every morning at the local diner. The other day he overheard the following conversation:

Redneck the First: Did you hear about that terrible accident last night?
Redneck the Second: Nope.
R1: A girl tore up her car somethin' bad up on Bernardsville.
R2: Really? How's the car?
R1: Oh, it's wrecked.
R2: What kind of car was it?
R1: Some kind of Chevy. Begins with an 'S'.
R2: An Escort?
R1: Naw, that's a Ford...