Southerners like to flatter themselves that they are friendlier and more polite than northerners. This is clearly due to insecurity and lameness, because it has nothing to do with facts. I've just gotten back from some podunk town below the mason dixon line where waiters are constantly commenting on how much and how fast "y'all" are eating. THAT'S BECAUSE YOU TOOK SIXTY-EIGHT MINUTES TO SERVE MY DINNER, WANKER.
And holy shit, what is with kids in the back of pickups? Do they not have cops down there, or even some quaint substitute such as "sheriff"? The entire teenage population of Appalachia was in the back of a pickup truck, threatening to fly out at every corner and land on the hood of the rental car, thereby costing me a deposit.
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