Your husband's right! First of all it's that Mormon thing...I've experimented with LDS and when they talk about golden plates we here think they are either wealthy folks eating on some kind of expensive dining apparatus instead of our Walmart dinnerware or speaking about Jimmy Joe's new set of teeth after he hit the lottery.
Then Romney's from M'achussets (M'chussetts 'cause their ass is running for the presidency) and naturally he's suspicious. When we say y'all he'll be thinking of some kind of sailboat instead of a Southern speech pattern and I don't think he'll much cotton to grits, or collards, or cornbread and I know our caffine-laden RC colas and big moonpies are a no-no.
Then there's his wife, whose name is Anne instead of Annie-Sue and his five strapping sons ride around in the "Mittmobile: instead of a pickup and ain't none of them ever toted a gun on their shoulder in wartime or in the huntin' field.
Nope, Romney grew up in Michigan and then migrated to Boston; he don't know nothing about SEC football or fishin', probably never saw a pond cooter or a 'gator, been coon huntin' or pulled a plug off a square of Brown Mule and I don't think he's gonna do well here.
He could carry the South he nominated a VP who has "street creds" in the South.
I’m in the South and so far I haven’t met ANYONE who is going to vote for McCain. All Romney people since Fred dropped out.
coon huntin’ is an important skill to qualify one to lead this country. I bet if you eat grits you become doubly qualified.