Bless your little heart Lazamataz, that is your proper name, right honey. Sweetie I am as southern born,southern bred as can be but that talk you are passing for southern is down right, honey I don’t want to hurt your little feelings and I am not familiar with your family, but sweetie you just sorely miss represented us southerners, yes you did but that’s OK we All makes mistake and we will help you get by.Buttercup I just love our butter cup blooms every year don’t you, well I know you are new to the south, and the good Lord knows, O GOD Bless us all but, you took our charm and mixed it with street slang, with a few bless you hearts, Lord have mercy on your soul. In Sunday school Mrs Wilson needed the smelling sauce, before church can you believe that, my Aunt Christine fell in the floor praying for your soul, Aunt Christine just wants everyone through the pearly gates, that’s a good thing don’t you think so, yes I know you want the very best for everyone too, now don’t you agree of course you do. Whispering (honey it took us a long time to understand why you want to hit all those young ladies, so we figured you must have just had your sweet little heart broken at a tender age, that’s OK we have all been through some heartache, this Sunday after we visit the Lords house we want you to come over and tell us all about it, we have some pretty sweet things that can heal your heart and you will be passing the Lord all night long) Honey I got to run now call my friends, we have a garden party after church Sunday and love is in the air, I just love parties, don’t you, of course. All is going to be fine, I will save you a seat, our seats are 3rd row from the front right side, that is as close as we can get to the preacher until someone dies and we can move up. So I will see you Sunday at 10:45 looking so forward to our party, oh there are some sweet things in church too Dr Glover and Dr Turner have been trying to get their girls married for a while now. Let me hug your neck and you be careful, I got big plans for you honey and they are as sweet as a tall glass of sweet tea.
Nobody ever does Yooper! Ole Wah!
I declare honey chile.
Ain’t heard nothin’ this funny in ten yars.