Fake Jamey Johnson is back by popular demand, with more intimidating poses (err, actually just the same one over and over) and outrageous escapades. Those who somehow managed to miss the epic first edition, and thus don’t know what the hell this is all about, can get up to speed here. For the rest of you, here’s part two.
Fake Jamey Johnson conferring with his spiritual guru, Baby-faced Ray Price.
Between Jennings and Jones, sure, but Johnson is also alphabetically between Haggard and Kristofferson. Coincidence? Yeah, probably.
Fake Jamey Johnson is a scholar of books about fellow country badasses.
Beardy: See: Fake Jamey Johnson.
Just then, he spied a womerns outside his window... Classy Whitney Duncan! (She's classy because she's a real cardboard stand-up, sent from a real record label... for reasons not clear to me.)
It was love at first sight. Fake Jamey Johnson sauntered up, joined in with some strumming and gifted her a bag of his beard clippings. And then it happened, as these things sometimes do...
Ahhh.
Just a day in the life of Fake Jamey Johnson. See y'all next time.
Hahahaha
Hmm I would like to see a cardboard cutout of Terri Clark
I just KNOW what made Fake Jamey Johnson fall in love, er bed, er whatever with Whitney Duncan! He saw her in that outfit she wore to the ACM Awards and that scar across her chest turned him on in a way only a fellow Marine could understand! Aww, that is just so sweet that spring fever has brought these two lovebirds together…
I envy your book collection.
You can pick most of them up pretty cheap from secondhand sellers on Amazon. ;-)
Haha. We were sent some of those cut outs of Whitney at the radio station I worked at. I’m pretty sure that 2 years later and they are still sitting in a pole of promo crap. Kinda weird!
Love the picture of him reading, that’s hilarious.
I think the fake Jamey Johnson should make a trip to Austin.