Well….Bless my grits and fry my tomatoes!
Only a true Southerner knows the difference between a hissie fit and a conniption fit, and that you don’t “HAVE” them–You pitch a hissie fit, and
throw a conniption fit.
Only a true Southerner knows how many fish are in “a mess.”
Only a true Southerner can show or point out to you the general direction of “yonder.”
Only a true Southerner knows exactly how long “directly” is – as in: “Going to town, be back directly.”
All true Southerners, even babies, know that “Gimme some sugar” is not a request for the white, granular sweet substance that sits in a pretty little
bowl on the middle of the table.
All true Southerners know exactly when “by and by” is.
Only a true Southerner knows and understands the difference between a redneck, a good ol’ boy, and po’ white trash.
A true Southerner knows that “fixin'” can be used as a noun, a verb, or an adverb.
Only a true Southerner knows that the term “booger” can be a resident of the nose, or a descriptive, as in “that ol’ booger,” or a first name or
something that jumps out at you in the dark and scares you senseless.
Only true Southerners make friends while standing in lines. We don’t do “queues,” we stand in “lines,” and when we’re “in line,” we talk to
True Southerners never refer to one person as “y’all.”
True Southerners know grits come from corn and how to eat them.
Only true Southerners say “sweet milk.” “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 MPH on the freeway. You just say, “Bless her little
heart…!” and go on your way.
Received from FranCMT2.
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