.....lol, this is long but here goes :
I live in a place that when you drive down the road you must have patience for the many tractors, you first learn to drive in a big ole' rusty truck (trying not to run into the pond) at probably around 10 years old, theirs generally at least 3 old cars up on cement blocks in everybody's yard, every body goes to granny's house after church on Sunday, every where you look their are horses (or cows, or tobacco, or chickens!), everyone is conservative and pretty religious(bible belt baby), you see confederate flags allot (though not a sign of racism now, though some may think that. But more of a sign of the “old ways†and rednecks). A Saturday consists of a day at the pond listening to the Allman Brothers (who cares if you scare off the fish?) and the night time is drinking Jack Daniels (from a bootlegger no less considering we are a dry county) while playin' all the Rolling Stones songs you know. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day and ALWAYS consists of these things: grits, fried apples, biscuits, bacon, sausage, eggs, gravy....and more added on. We run our words together often (i.e. ya'll, you'ns,) and say things like “well I reckon that there is a trout and not no bass“ or â€Âdo what?“ instead of just â€Âwhat“. We value morals very deeply though don't always abide by them until we are older (sorry but that's the truth or else their wouldn't be no business for the bootleggers!), and when the fair comes to town everything closes (from businesses to the schools) because everyone goes.....and I guess that's all I'll tell you, even though that doesn't even sum it up.
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