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Bill Engvall’s success doesn’t signal the second wave of Jeff Foxworthy-inspired redneckmania. Not as gimmick-bound as Foxworthy, Engvall doesn’t consider himself a “country comedian,” not “by any stretch,” he says, though he admits to enjoying ranch life. Engvall deals in “relatable humor,” the everyday foolishness we all share and which Engvall recounts with an engaging, head-scratching wonder at how the species even survives. While Engvall isn’t preparing any special D.C.-related material for this appearance, he is kindly holding tickets for the Clintons and the Gores, should the first two couples cancel their global activities to attend. “I may even throw in a backstage pass,” he says magnanimously, but adds that “they’ll need to bring a picture ID.” No one else should worry about being carded. At 7 p.m. at George Mason University’s Center for the Arts, 4400 University Dr., Fairfax. $18.75. (703) 993-8888. (DN)