“That’s BS!. I’ve strayed many times during my travels up and down the East Coast. Nothing but good experiences and friendly people.”
All depends on what you like, my friend.
Three southern belles were sitting on the porch fanning themselves one hot and humid day.
The first belle says to the other two “you know, my daddy, he loves me so much, he bought me these thoroughbred horses”.
“That is just wonderfull” says the second southern belle. “How nice” says the third.
The second belle says to the other two “ you know, my daddy, he loves me so much, he bout me a nice porche car”.
“That is just wonderful” says the first belle. “How nice” says the third.
And so they fanned themselves for awhile longer until the first and second belle thought to ask the third “doesn’t yo daddy love you at all?
“Why of course he does” says the third belle, “ in fact my daddy loves me so much he sent me to the finest finishing school”.
“Finishing school?” Cried the first two belles, “and just what good is that.”
“We’ll” said the third belle, “I learned how to get along with unsavory people at finishing school”
“Oh really? And what kind of learning is that” blustered the first two belles.
” the most important thing I learned” said the third belle, “was to say ‘how nice’ instead of ‘F—k You”