Stereotypical East Tennessee

As I transition over to my new house I spend more time in it; this evening I left shortly before 20h. I now have desks to sit at because, last Friday morning, my goods and effects were delivered by men who sing while they work; on that day, my lunch included collard greens. Driving back to the apartment, on the radio I stumbled upon Bluegrass Hour which started quite well and certainly fits the region. As I passed into Solway, I caught sight of a billboard with a jolly Santa and words beside him. Those I caught were, stocking stuffers and, below, guns with ammo.