Southernisms

Here is a picture of something that I am not. I do not own a parasol. Or a plantation. I'm currently wearing norts (Nike shorts) and eating soy chips, if you'd really like to know. So now that we've gotten that all cleared up...

DC is full of people trying to navigate the differences between the different regions of America. We are all thrown together, and we tend to be pretty outgoing here at GU. Which means that, in this navigation process, people say some funny things.

Exhibit A: "You look like Paula Deen, minus the fat."

Exhibit B: "You're a bro in Souther Belle disguise."

Exhibit C: "Friiiiiiiied chicken! Confederacy! Grits!"

Yes, all three of these things were said to me this past weekend alone, and all three were said by people who make me smile. This changes the reaction from "huh?" to "ahahahahaha" and that, I promise, is a good thing. 'Night, y'all! ;)