Well shut my fat ol' mouth and stuff me with chitlins, I just realized that many of my prejudices against Dixie stem from this fantastic Merrie Melodies cartoon by Chuck Jones called Dog Gone South (1950). Notice the lyrics "Oh boll my weevil and corn my pone, You'll never be lonely 'cause you're never alone, When you're way down south (click click) I said a way down south." Well yuck yuck yuck and a fiddle dee dee, and Oh Belvedere, Come here boy!
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Ufdah! That's quite the deal, now, don't-cha-know?
Actually, you would think you archeologists would fit in here quite nicely what with your pistols and bullwhips and such.
Why, that slouch hat looks just like the one granpappy wore riding in the calvary in the War Between the States.
Well butter my butt and call me a biscuit!
Bless your heart!
You're forgetting the accent and the pomposity of Foghorn Leghorn as well. "La da dum, da deeda dum, DOO DAH, DOO DAH..."
I guess that is not too far from the truth still today. If I act like a Southerner I can fit right in ...that is if I am crass and twang my voice and speak small words. But as soon as the Yankee in me comes out, I am the enemy of the world...Southern world that is. A pardon me Maam, did I leave my boots under your bed......
Dayam, you are such a malaka. Only you would have your biases rooted in a toon. You never cease to amaze me.
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