I will NEVER go on a date with GrampaGryph again.

My personal favorite is #4 about the Cokes. When I was growing up, it was

“What would you like to drink?”
“Ummm a Coke.”
“Okay, what kind?”
“Grape Fanta!”

And that was a typical conversation.

Ditto on the literature: do NOT fuck with a literate, well-educated Southerner. Seriously. Yes, we have a chip on our shoulder about this, and with good reason.

And the barbeque?? Geeez, we don’t even tolerate people from as far north as NORTH CAROLINA telling us how to barbeque. The vinegar v. ketchup debate has torn apart families.

Incidentally – Florida was also a charter member of the Confederacy, but you often don’t hear about that from the Yankees who live there nowadays. It’s something they don’t want to acknowledge.

Regards,
Peter H.

Iced tea is just fine for me

Sweet tea only, thank you very much. Order iced tea in Pennsylvania and you get this nasty unsweetened crap.

As for coke, up here, they’re nuts about this really nasty stuff called birch beer. Tastes like tums. Narsty.

I can’t believe Yankees are putting money in the South at anything near the rate they put it into their snake-pit cities.

Actually, the snake pits are/were in the backwoods of the south, primarily in Tennessee, but also elsewhere. Part of their Christian religious ceremonies, don’cha know. Serpent Handlers

I can’t believe Yankees are putting money in the South at anything near the rate they put it into their snake-pit cities. At least the South gives a good return.

It took me forever to stop calling “Coke” “co-cola” after moving up north.

And, BTW…..Texas isn’t REALLY a southern state.

monty

Regards,
Peter H.

Good God, Gramps, when I said you were an ignorant slut, I had no idea you would actually identify yourself as one!

And may I ask…were these pity dates for these guys, or did you have to slip them some $$$ first? You can tell me…I won’t give it away. As Connie Chung once said to Mrs. Gingrich: “Just whisper it in my ear, dear.”

Oh and BTW, here in Texas, we put cheese and Tabasco on our grits – never sugar. And the tea is minty and sweet, just like our menfolk.

And yes, if we were to break the 1845 treaty and once again become The Republic of Texas, we would be the 49-state USA’s largest trading partner and have the seventh-largest economy in the world. Deal with it, you Kerry lovers!

Regards,
Peter H.
Third-generation Texan and DAMN PROUD OF IT

Humidity – One of the climate’s better points, like Thailand without the good food. Saves on moisturizer. It also makes beer taste better.

Grits – They are fine, as long as you make them pretty stiff and stir in some Pecorino Romano.

“It is an honor to be from the south, and a privilege for you (and those like you) visit.”

Whereas Southerners assume they have some kind of Constitutional right to travel and move to other people’s states.

As I said: Everything you said in #9 is (1) your standard every day tone, and/or (2) things you’ve said or implied in other discussions. Cheers!

#9 – Score another one for white-on-white racism… and ingratitude to our fighting women and men, many of the best of whom come from the South.

Score another for Caralato’s lack of a sense of humor.

And yup, many fine men come from the South, I should know, I’ve slept with many of them. And where do you think my favorite expression “Go haunt a house!” comes from? A good Ole Southern boy.

I will say however that I always find the regional pride stuff odd. But then I’m a mutt, son of a mutt, who was a son of another mutt. I have no ethnic or regional identity other than “American”. And thats plenty good enough for me.

But strange, isn’t it, how much the #9 comments sound like the type of thing he would say normally, or has implied in other discussions?

By the way, if you didn’t see this yet – V needs to hear from you.

Calarato –I think Gramps was kidding and offering some twicked humor… no one would be that harsh all the time. Particularly with a humor-centered thread like this one… it’s like taking comments about Bruce’s dog or house or choice in musicians and making it into a political debate.

For me, I love the south. No, I do. The language, the civility, the pace, the checkered history and their universal love of history and respect for the past. How nearly every female with 30+ years on you is automatically your Mom and a male with 20+ years on you calls you Son. It’s family, southern style.

No ass whooping needed –I know which side my wheat toast with 7 grains is buttered.

Oh yeah, and the South still lost. Get over it.