Ok, these are true stories.
When I first moved to North Carolina from Michigan, I called a parts place for my motorhome. I asked the lady if someone could help me find a part. She said "mikekin help. I waited, silence, she said yes? I said" I am waiting for Mike", she said "who" I said "Mike" she said "there aint no Mike here." Another silence, then she said "Go ahead, I mite kin hep. I started to laugh and she hung up on me saying "Damn yankee"
I went to rent a home in North Carolina, when I called the man about his home, he told me, "I aint renting to you, cause you talk funny". I dropped the phone I was laughing so hard.
I was in a little restaurant in the small town that didnt even have a name, was just called "The Corners" when the waitress asked me if I was a Yankee or a Damned Yankee. I told her I didnt know what the difference was. She said with a straight face, A Yankee comes down south and spends his money then goes home. A damn Yankee stays here. I asked her what do you call a customer that just gets up and walks out, without missing a beat she says"Lucky not to be eatin here." I went back there a few weeks later with my cousin who grew up there. Once she knew I was kin to Mitch, everything was fine. I had some of the best breakfasts in my life in that little place until it shut down.
In the south, the Civil War is referred to as "The War of Northern Aggression", even to this day.
Even today, when you go trolling or riding in the woods you need to be careful of where you are. You might just run across a still and they still shoot revenuers.
A RedNeck, is someone who works in the field all day and has short hair, hence the redneck. Redneck, white socks and Pabst Blue ribbon Beer.
You can call a redneck a redneck or hillbilly, but you had better not call him white trash. Completely different.
