Speaking of which: Vote MacGyver in 2008!
'Hell Bound'
Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I'm still reeling from the anti-southern bias. My dad, PhD in education, the man who raised me to be the enlightened (to whatever degree) person that I am, made a crack about spending too much time around Texans.
My brother in law made a crack about Hee Haw.
I'm appalled. Appalled!
Sean, it never, ever fails that when I mention to anyone that my folks (meaning my grandfather) are from North Carolina, some asshole starts to whistle the theme from Deliverance. I sometimes think fat people and Southerners are for dog knows what reason, the last two "safe" groups of people to mock.
And it makes me furious.
(I mock Nascar, but that's only because I am a Formula 1 fan, so it's my responsibility.)
Well, the North gets mocked pretty soundly in the South, too. (According to several of the girls in my dorm at college, Northerners are all rude, spoiled know-it-alls. And possibly going to hell.)
Hmmmm. That's true. When I am visiting relatives in Texas, most of their Kerrville friends make fun of California. Actually, they make fun of San Francisco. We're all a bunch of "gay-loving hippies".
Okay. I did my taxes.
Phew
I've been the target of anti-northern bias from S herself no less. I call her on it, too.
Actually, they make fun of San Francisco. We're all a bunch of "gay-loving hippies".
Ahhh, yes, I remember my Boston co-worker asking me why I was moving to "San Fag Disco."
Though my favorite is meeting people who just presume that everybody who lives in a city is likely to be murderized the second they walk out the door. "I would never live in a city!"
Well, the North gets mocked pretty soundly in the South, too. (According to several of the girls in my dorm at college, Northerners are all rude, spoiled know-it-alls. And possibly going to hell.)
Yeah. When my sister was little she was spending the summer with my Grandmother down south. One of her new friends introduced my sister to her parents by saying: This is Rachel, she's from New York but she's really nice.
And the girl's parents were plesantly surprised by my Sister's good manners and complimented my Grandmother on them.
Of course, we were actually from New Jersey but when my Grandmother pointed this out she was told they were the same thing.
Though my favorite is meeting people who just presume that everybody who lives in a city is likely to be murderized the second they walk out the door. "I would never live in a city!"
I have finally stopped hearing "You ride the SUBWAY?!?!?"
Um, yeah. Like every single day? They don't have guys with sharpened screw drivers waiting for you at the turnstyles.