For all of y’all unfortunates who are NOT lucky enough to be GRITS (Girls Raised In the South), that phrase may perplex you a little. It’s what you say when someone’s behavior is so inexplicably odd that you just can’t figure them out whatsoever. It can refer to their upbringing (alternately, “that boy weren’t RAISED right” or, more often, to their overall mental capacity.
Now, this is not to be confused with black culture, in which “You ain’t right!” generally means you did something or said something that was slightly offensive but still fuckin’ funny.
Ti-Jacques ain’t right.
Now, we all know cats like to sniff each others’ nether regions… I read somewhere that it’s kinda like a greeting combined with “Where ya been? Was there food?” And that’s fine.
But Ti-Jacques is taking it to the extreme.
I’m serious, he digs his nose up in there like he was looking for his keys! And Callie Jean and the rest of the Horde do NOT appreciate this — the practice is getting him smacked on a more regular basis than usual.
Plus, he and Callie Jean both want to bury their food “for later” (yes, they think they are great lions of the savannah). Unfortunately, burying things in carpet presents a problem, so one has to go GET something to put over top of the plate. Usually, this is a discarded sock or someone else’s plate, but Ti in particular likes the plastic grocery bag method of hiding food for later.
And this weekend, he got aholt o’ the clear plastic one from the Chinese food place… and buried his food with it.
And when poor blind Callie tried to steal his food (see, this is why the burying), she could not figure out for the life of her why she could SEE the food (under the plastic) but not EAT it.
But then I did get to be the Great Savior Who Brings Forth Food from Nothingness, so that’s okay.