… okay, there’s really no “might” about it. But I do know I’ve been working in country radio for too. damn. long. And here’s how I know:
Yesterday was Chuckweasel’s first day riding the bus, and I asked him how it went. Then this happened.
Chuckweasel: Oh, it was fine. I didn’t realize how expansive —
HoodyHoo (interrupting): I thought it was a dollar?
CW: What’s a dollar?
HH: The bus.
CW: It is.
HH: But you said it was expensive…
CW (incredulously): Um, honey… I said “exPANsive”… I was talking about the office complex where the bus turns around, I didn’t know it was that big…”
To CW’s credit, he DID NOT end that sentence with, “you ignorant stump-jumpin’ hillbilly.”
HH: Oh.
CW: You been working with them yay-hoos too long.
And he’s right, but they’ve already got me, so I might as well stick around!
PS: Today I said someone set something on “far.” But I meant to, to be funny. I think.
hoodyhoo 
Hahahahha that is great. It reminds me of when I watch reality shows with people from the south (like teen mom). I try to say “Haa” to Boyfriend instead of “Hi.” I don’t think he gets it.
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Ah (see?) do have a somewhat Southern accent, but it’s getting worse and worse!
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Look how hoity-toitly HAA faluten you are that you don’t think a dollar is exPANsive.
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Dayum, good point! I’m really gittin’ above mah raisin’!
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My daughter is a stickler for proper pronunciation. She is unwilling to give people credit for local dialects and pronunciations. I don’t think she will ever be able to travel and be happy.
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What about other countries? Are French people allowed to have a French accent, or does she travel the globe screaming “SPEAK CORRECTLY, DAMMIT!”
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Which is why it is a good thing your friend the pancreas does not let you drink. You, like your DSM, begin to sound like you should be riding with Jeb Stuart or some other good ol boy – Great6 Uncle Devil Anse – and doing the rebel yell. Best to just leave them sleeping dogs lie.
Of course, we was quality redneck.
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you actually made me dream about the rebel yell last night, and I think I did it in my sleep! Now the neighbors think there’s a jihad on them.
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What do you mean, MIGHT? Hell girl, they done gots youse now. Maht as weel embrace eet. Shooo-ooot!
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Ah’m givin’ in… not SURRENDERIN’, just givin’ in…
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I get the same look from Him when I say “Is SUPPER ready?” Like I’m expecting Roadkill souffle or somethin….
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I like the dinner in the middle of the day, supper in the evening thing myself — let’s bring it back!
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New goal: Be called a “stump-jumpin’ hillybilly” before I die. I’d better hop to.
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It has to be IGNORANT stump-jumpin’ hillbilly — it just gives it that extra oomph!
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I find the louder I talk, the thicker my Southern accent gets (or gits, if I’m yelling).
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me too — and GAWD forbid I’m drunk AND yelling!
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Texas redneck here, complete with accent. Normally, I’m understandable, unless I’m on the phone or talkin’ to ‘nother hillbilly, then all hayul breaks loose.
Dayum, Misty, you gots to be a honorary redneck, just for your typing accent!
That was a GREAT story, Hoody!
(Good one, Leauxra, on your comment!)
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Thanks, mah sloppy-soundin’ sistah! And why is it that talking to worse rednecks than me makes my accent get worse?
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My mom lived in the South for almost five years and picked up an accent. That shit is contagious. I’ve never gone Southern, but I pick up British and Canadian from time to time. Except when I yell, then the only accent I give off is “incoherent.”
I hear they get worse as you get older. Be prepared. Download a translation app or something.
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Ah’ll be ah-ite, everbuddy sounds lahk me ’round heeyuh.
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I can’t stand it when I hear Baltimore “A-ish” “O’s” infecting what used to be my indistinct midwestern accent. (The A-ish “O” is personified by pronouncing “Ocean” like “Ayshun.”) My brother and sister were here long before I moved here and when I heard them picking it up, I vowed that it wouldn’t happen to me. Yet here I am.
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I tried so hard to keep my bland news anchor accent (or lack thereof!) Guess they finally got me!
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We’re ga-win dan ‘e ayshun, hu-win!! 🙂
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Oh, translation for you non-balmorons: We are going down the ocean, hon.
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Ah luuuuuuv duh hon accent, hon! Less go O’s, y’all!
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You should start throwing in a Canadian accent randomly. Just say “eh” a lot – that’s pretty much it. Oh, and “Noh, dOWbt abOWt it”
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I thought “aboot” was Canadian? And it already confuses people when I get really mad and lapse into pidgin French, don’t need them thinking je suis Quebecois, y’all!
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“Aboot” is what y’all think it sounds like, but the real way to say it is “abOWt”. Trust me.
J’adore les Québecois! C’est un cultur très amusant. Aussi, si il n’y avait pas les Québecois, il n’y aura pas la poutine. Et je ne peut pas livre comme ça.
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And this is why I love you – J’taime, mon amour du coeur!
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