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My best friends are from up north. He's from Washington State and she's from Pennsylvania. We met almost 20 years ago while working together, and one of the running jokes has always been them picking on my accent. Common words like backards, yonder and yontoo would just set them off into howls of laughter.

Until one day, that is. We'd been friends for about 10 years when they were over for the 4th of July. His wife came out of the house and asked what he was doing. He said "We're fixin' to go play horseshoes."

I'll always remember the shocked look on his face, because he realized it the minute he said it...... we had finally got to him.

And he STILL hasn't lived it down! ROFLMAO!

"We're fixin' to git started."

Love it.

Here at FR, I've made the comment a number of times that I can go for weeks at a time in my small southern town without hearing an "F-Bomb" or, frankly, just a couple of people having harsh words in public. Contrast that with NYC, where the F word can be used as a noun, verb, and adjective all in the same sentence. Loudly, and in public.

People in these parts are just more polite.

Truly, the South is God's Country. I'm glad that the folks here tolerate me living in it.