Cletus takes out a loan for a new truck.

He keeps up with the payments, and everything seems to be going well, when suddenly the bank repossesses it without warning.

He decides to go to the police, and it turns out he's not the only person who's been ripped off by this particular bank.

After talking to the police chief, it's revealed they've been working on a plan to catch these crooks, but they need a civilian volunteer to go undercover.

The hillbilly offers his services, but the chief is hesitant.

"Are you sure? This could be dangerous. Is there anything we can do to help you out?."

Cletus thinks long and hard about it, and decides.

"Well, if something were to happen to me I'd want my Ma to be happy, so if you can get her a brand new Cadillac like she's always wanted, I suppose that'd do."

The chief agrees, and they set to work.

A few days later, Cletus's Ma is called to the hospital. He had done his job perfectly, and the police caught the bad guys, but one of the crooked bankers ended up shooting the poor boy.

She rushed to his bedside. "WHYYYY?! MY POOR BABY WHY'D YOU HAVE TO GO AND DO IT?!"

"Because," coughed Cletus, "Repo sting gets you good car, Ma!"