As the country version of the Jerky Boys, Roy D. Mercer comes up short -- the Jerkys may have been profane, but they were actually fairly clever, and their initial records had some surprisingly sharp prank calls. Mercer, on the other hand, is a bit of a dullard. He knows how to make a prank call without being too vulgar, but he doesn't know how to make it funny. As a result, such routines as "Bad Apples," "Insurance Claim," "Auto Mechanic," and "Court Clerk" on How Big 'a Boy Are Ya, Vol. 3 start out promisingly and soon fall apart. That's nothing new -- the previous two volumes of How Big 'a Boy Are Ya suffered the same problems. What is new is Mercer's hinting at homophobia ("Jingle Fists") and the nagging suspicion that no matter how many times he does this (simple) routine, he's not gonna get any better.
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AllMusic Review by Thom Owens