The New Hampshirite alcoholic White Trash's constitution is amazingly sturdy. The ones in New York always look on the point of death, and you always hear about them dying. New Hampshirite alcoholics, on the other hand, are robust with a frightening zest for life. Young New York or Jersey White Trash these days are a more arrogant breed than their New Hampshire contemporaries. Those cityfolk White Trash learn all this complicated kickboxing and a stock of verbal comebacks.
Obesity is also in vogue.
Their chests are concave, but oddly enough there's still flab hanging from their upper arms. Sometimes they get into dirty fistfights. Sometimes if they're really mad at their husband they'll try to run him over with the truck. I once saw a man throw an enormous picnic table on another man. The guys wear baseball caps and no shirts.