My plumbing is no one's business but my own.
Everybody has stories about using duct tape. Of course, most don't try to lift a car with it.
We didn't really feel poor. You don't know that as a kid, but we really didn't have any cash. When machinery broke down, we didn't have money for parts, so we did our best to fix it.
When I was a builder, I drove a blue van. It had a hole in the floor and I couldn't afford to fix it. I put a concrete block over the hole.
If something doesn't work in my house - TV, phone, stereo, anything - I just call my dad, and he knows the answer.
My parents scrimped and saved all their lives, to the point where my mother used a disgusting old oven mitt that was stained and partly patched together with a skirt I made in seventh grade.
[In my home workshop,] generally I'm mending things, which is interesting because you learn a lot about why they broke.
I grew up among farmers in Illinois and so you always have to have the tools you might need in the eventuality of a flat tire or a broken window.
I've fixed the toilet. And I've been crawling in claustrophobic places... you have to deal with that when you become a homeowner.
You might be a redneck if your wheelbarrow breaks and it takes four relatives to figure out how to fix it.
Oh, I'm quite the impulse buyer. Most of what I buy is stuff for my Jeep, 'cause it breaks down a lot.
