The South: Where you learn that words like "shit" and "damn" have more than one syllable.

Years ago, I worked with a fellow from South Carolina (Clemson grad, no less). He'd say things (very slowly) like, "Well, I guess I'll be fixin' to carr' my wife back home."

My reply: "Dude, you live miles from here. Won't you get tired from carrying her?" He'd just look at me funny.

Duke's really is he best. I had to think real hard about some of those, it all sounds normal to me. Sarasue is what my pawpaw calls me, and he says it SAYra sue.

I was in a gun shop last month and several handguns did come in pink. It was a putrid pastel shade, though. Holsters, also.

Don't nobody be knockin' Clemson grads.

Else I'll be fixin' to knock some heads.

I don't get it, yeah, that's what it sounds like?

Oh, and my wife's 1911 isn't pink. Yet.

Haven't had time to get it cleaned, primed and painted, but her holster (and the 2-magazine holder for the other side) is hot pink.

Cute. I'd give her sugar in a heartbeat.

I've seen several pink guns, but none that I thought were very attractive.

I saw some cute cats-o-nine tails (at the Pirate Festival!) that came in really cute pastels, just for ladies. They had little mink tails on the ends, instead of knots or barbs...

Yar--Why won't this SUBMIT when I enter "Pirates"??!!

Rainer:
My wife? Yes, she's cute, but she's taken.

I sent her the video.

"I don't get it?" "I dunno, either."

That's Kat Bayliss in the displayed frame. Yum!

Oh, no! She skint her knee?