Posted on 03/05/2005 10:25:10 AM PST by TASMANIANRED
I know we Yankees do not have any "curiousities" like y'all do, however (smile)
In me, my folks mentioned in a phone call I said "Y'all" once or twice. But they haven't noticed a drawl yet. And I still don't pronounce my "Ah's" (R's).
Hi TAS:
I would like to dispute your use of the phrase, "Hey, watch this!" Though the caution you suggest is well noted and worth the effort. That phrase is very well known and often used by Air Force pilots and Aircraft Commanders.
Academy graduates and Alums of many, many fine northern colleges as well. Often noted somewhere in an aircraft's crew transmissions directly before an In Flight Accident or Emergency.
Your attenion to slow driving Southerners is dead on the money. And may even be seen in some parts of Southern and Central Maryland.
If I had a nickle for every time I heard "You ain't from around here, are you?" during my nearly four years stationed at Little Rock AFB, Arkansas; I'd be a millionaire today!
Jack.
There is no jackass we'd rather laugh at than the one in the mirror.
I generally try to avoid travel above the Mason Dixon line.
They seem to think I speak a foreign language.
It is the tone and level Southern men talk. A deep, soft mumble that is exactly the right frequency of pert near any back ground noise taking place at the time. How many times have I had to ask a guy to repeat himself?!
And this is just the opposite for Southern ladies.
One of the thing the list missed was a lady using the phrase "Bless his/heart", it usually means a blistering remark is coming.
As in " Bless his heart" , he could eat corn off the cob through a picket fence.
You gotta love the South!
Or:
"Bless his heart. That boy was born down hill and's been losin ground ever since."
Jack.
(when a homely guy is with a pretty lady)
"Bless his heart. He's either got money or a wart"
You could add: "prid near, "shood oughta", "stiddy", "might cood". Or the every popular, Cajun "Wher' we be go now?"
Jack
There are also degree's of difficulty,
Really , really hard is shaving a wild cats behind in a telephone booth.
Oh the image in my mind!!
Or
"Gettin' money outta me would be like tryin to shove butter up a wildcat's a** with a toothpick!"
Either way, my money's on the wildcat.
Southerners also put much stock in their pets.
I had an Airman First Class as a dorm mate for two months while at The Rock in 1974. A Cajun named Blue Arceneaux, from Pass Christian. He'd been named after his daddy's favorite Bloodhound.
Jack.
I went to PA one time, and everyone looked at me like I was speaking a foreign language. The worst thing about my trip up north was I couldn't find sweet tea anywhere.
One southernism I remember gave my cousin (who was raised in Wisconsin) trouble was "over yonder".
Gosh. Not much of a higher honor than that! This might also explain Shep Smith on Fox News (an Ole Miss boy, I will add).
I am an apostate southern gal. Don't like grits.
Louisville to mark the boundary of the grits line.
Yanks don't seem to know what sweet milk is either.
DON'T LIKE GRITS!!!!... Bless your heart, you ain't from around here are ya? LOL
Laughing loudly outloud at work.
I think the problem with "grits" is the texture.
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