You can be Southern and funny without going for the
cheapest possible
joke every single time, but this is just further perpetuation of the dumb - ass redneck stereotype, held together by a string of
fart, poop, and puke
jokes.
And when a substance of hers, that Buchannon describes as stronger than «bath salts on meth,» washes up on shore, the gang goes into action to solve the crime, but also for additional phallic
jokes (more than just Oscar's member is sacrificed on the alter of
cheap laughs), near drownings, shootings, various vomiting scenes (a body function that seems to have totally replaced
farting in the screenwriter's lowest denomination guidebook), shipboard fires, shark attacks, Mitch getting fired and replaced by Brody, and slow - motion shots of well - endowed women running up and down the beach.