May 22, 2010

ODE TO THE SOUTH!

Here's a not-so-good photo of a plaque we saw in a shop in Sonoia. You can't really tell in this shot, but it reads as follows:

"The South.... The place where Tea is sweet, and accents are sweeter. Summer starts in April. Macaroni and cheese is a vegetable. Front porches are wide and words are long. Pecan pie is a staple. Y'all is only a proper noun. Chicken is fried and biscuits come with gravy. Everything is "Darlin". Someones heart is always being blessed". I have my own version of "The Plaque" and will share it with you lucky so-and-so's now!

"The South.... The place where party favors are stock piled Monday through Saturday because no liquor is sold on Sunday. People wear pajamas to Wal Mart (myself included). No matter where you're standing, if you spit, you'll hit a church. You literally can not see the forest through the trees. Mildew, Honey dew and hair doo's live in harmony. Tomatoes grow like weeds, and then they're fried. Everyone swings (on their front porch) and twang meets meringue.

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