Things only people from the South know

8-27-03 | Unkown

[WKB]

Only a true Southerner knows the difference between a hissie fit and a conniption and that you pitch one and have the other.

Nobody but a true Southerner knows how many fish, collard greens, Turnip greens, peas, beans, etc. make up a mess.

A true Southerner can show or point out to you the general direction of "yonder."

A true Southerner knows exactly how long "directly" is - as in "Going to town, be back directly."

Even true Southern babies know that "Gimme some sugar" is not a request for the white, granular sweet substance that sits in a pretty little bowl in the middle of the table.

All true Southerners know exactly when "by and by" is. They might not use the term, but they know the concept well.

True Southerners know instinctively that the best gesture of solace for a neighbor who's got trouble is a plate of hot fried chicken and a big bowl of cold potato salad. (If the trouble is a real crisis, they also know to add a large banana puddin').

True Southerners grow up knowing the difference between "right near" and "a right far piece." They know that "just down the road" can be 1 mile or 20.

True Southerners both know and understand the differences between a redneck, a good ol' boy, and trailer trash. <> No true Southerner would ever assume that the car with the flashing turn signal is actually going to make a turn. True Southerners know that "fixin" can be used both as a noun, verb and adverb.

A true Southerner knows how to understand Southern a booger can be a resident of the nose, a descriptive ("That ol' booger!") or something that jumps out at you in the dark and scares you to death.

True Southerners make friends standing in lines. We don't do "queues," we do "lines." And when we're in line, we talk to everybody.

Put 100 Southerners in a room and half of them will discover they're related, if only by marriage.

True Southerners never refer to one person as "ya'll."

True Southerners know grits come from corn and how to eat them.

Every true Southerner knows tomatoes with eggs, bacon, grits and coffee are perfectly wonderful; that redeye gravy is also a breakfast food; that fried green tomatoes are not breakfast food.

When you ask someone how they're doing and they reply, " Fair to middlin.", you know you're in the presence of a genuine Southerner.

Southerners say "sweet tea" and "sweet milk." Sweet tea indicates the need for sugar and lots of it - we do not like our tea unsweetened, "sweet milk" means you don't want buttermilk.

And a true Southerner knows you don't scream obscenities at little old ladies who drive 30 on the freeway? You say, "Bless her heart" and go on your way.

[oyez]

A. K. Vardaman

He grew sweet potatoes, right?

[dixiechick2000]

"Where would we be without you? :>)"

Utterly lost...;o)

[sweetliberty]

" The correct response (of course) is to ask what kind (Sprite, Grape Nehi, Dr Pepper, Cola, etc)."

Yep. Something I did just for fun last year when I was in Colorado...a liberal friend took me out to one of these fancy high-priced breakfast/latte establishments. They had all kinds of good stuff on the menu, but I asked if they didn't have grits, just to get a reaction. LOL! The waitress looked at me as if she'd never heard of such a thing.

[dixiechick2000]

"Is anyone here from Mississippi?"

I'm raising my hand! I was born and raised there, and my family is still there.

However, I don't know nuttin' 'bout rice puddin'.

Sorry I can't help you...

[sweetliberty]

"Somebody new to FR will think we're illiterate"

That could be hughly series! Couldn't help myself.

[oyez]

Len Lews and the Triangle club at the crossroads.

How about Echols' on 45 South of 82?

[Yudan]

I cannot believe this thread is still alive.

[dixiechick2000]

It's been going so long I haven't had time to look at anything else.
I seem to be spending all of my time catching up. lol

It's a great thread, though.

I saw your ping to the other thread and will read it ASAP.
It looks really good.

[TexasTransplant]

For an interesting Kodak moment try "that dog won't hunt" when you can't find Grits on the menu.

[sweetliberty]

"Trouble was none of us had ever been out of the county, much less the state"

Folks didn't do so much traveling back then. Heck, until I was 16, Texas or Colorado or California might as well have been the moon. In the summer we went to Virginia Beach or sometimes up in the Blue Ridge Mountains. Once we went to Luray Caverns. Virginia and Kentucky were the center of the word with West Virginia, Tennessee and North Carolina on the periphery. The people who took "real" vacations went to Florida.

[Oorang]

Thanks! That was another great thread.

[oyez]

Cresswell and Critz dorms in Starkville.

Our production manager was burned out at Ole Main.

"Roll with Ross".

Bobby Kennedy was his boss.

Your biggest creditor is P.C.A.

My mom retired from P.C.A.

Smell of pulp mills and saltwater marsh in Biloxi.

You can smell that at Perkinston, too.

And Delta girls were fast

[sweetliberty]

"For an interesting Kodak moment try "that dog won't hunt" when you can't find Grits on the menu."

LOL! No doubt. Well, I expect to be in Colorado later in the week.

[sweetliberty]

We used to salt watermelon AND cantaloupe, then when I got older I liked the natural taste so much that I quit doing that. It is good though.

[sweetliberty]

"ALWAYS had sweetpotato pie for Thanksgiving"

So did we! One of my favorites still.

[sweetliberty]

"and sometimes apples"

YES! Wow, I had forgotten all about that.

[sweetliberty]

"Did it have spices in it? Or, was it very sweet?"

Spiced very much like pumpkin pie, but it's sweeter.

[nopardons]

Everyone, in my family, used to salt watermellon; I never cared for it that way. I think that the " old ways " have just lost out,now. I guess that tastes change, is all.

[dixiechick2000]

We had two kinds of sweet 'tater pie.

One was spiced like pumpkin pie, but sweeter.

The other had sweetened condensed milk and a lot of eggs in it.
It was sooo sweet and fattening that you just may as well go ahead and apply it to your butt.

[nopardons]

My mother's sweetpotato pie was THE best. I miss her and that pie. She took the recipe to the grave with her and I don't know how to make it. :-(