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A BLUE NECK is someone living north of the Mason-Dixon line.
You might be a BLUENECK if...
you refer to other people as "youse guys," even if they are women.
You think barbecue is to cook on a gas grill.
You don't have any problems pronouncing "Worcestershire sauce" correctly.
You don't know what a moon pie is.
You've never had an RC Cola. (A what cola?)
You've never, ever eaten okra -- fried, boiled, or pickled.
You think a pickle on a stick for breakfast is disgusting.
You do not find fried baloney sandwiches appealing.
You eat fried chicken with a knife and fork.
You've never seen a live chicken, and the only cows you've seen are
on road trips.
You think "Food Line" (Food Lion) is people standing at the checkout in a grocery store.
You have no idea what a polecat is.
You don't see anything wrong with putting a sweater on your dog.
You don't have bangs.
You would rather have your son become a lawyer than grow up to get
his own TV fishing show.
You drink "Coke" instead of either "Pop" or "Soda".
You've never eaten and don't know how to make a tomato sandwich.
You have never planned your summer vacation around a gun-'n-knife
show.
You think more money should go to scientific research at
your university than to pay the salary of the head football coach. (e.g. Tommy Bowden 1.1 million annual salary at Clemson)
The last time you smiled was when you blocked someone from getting
from the on-ramp onto the beltline.
You don't have any hats in your closet that advertise feed stores.
You call binoculars opera glasses.
You don't know anyone with at least two first names (i.e., Joe Bob,
Faye Ellen, Billy Ray, Mary Jo, Bubba Dean, Joe Dan, Mary Alice)
You don't know any women with male names (i.e., Tommie, Bobbie, Jimmie)
You don't have Maw-maw's & Pawpaw's.
You get freaked out when people on the subway talk to you.
You think it is a hot day when the temperature gets to fifty.
You can't get into Christmas without snow.
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I modified some of these from my own experience and by the grace of God, having been born and raied in New Jersey (excuse me, I mean "Noo Joisey") and living in Texas and North Carolina. All wonderful places with lovely people and offering great life experiences.
You might be a BLUENECK if...
you refer to other people as "youse guys," even if they are women.
You think barbecue is to cook on a gas grill.
You don't have any problems pronouncing "Worcestershire sauce" correctly.
You don't know what a moon pie is.
You've never had an RC Cola. (A what cola?)
You've never, ever eaten okra -- fried, boiled, or pickled.
You think a pickle on a stick for breakfast is disgusting.
You do not find fried baloney sandwiches appealing.
You eat fried chicken with a knife and fork.
You've never seen a live chicken, and the only cows you've seen are
on road trips.
You think "Food Line" (Food Lion) is people standing at the checkout in a grocery store.
You have no idea what a polecat is.
You don't see anything wrong with putting a sweater on your dog.
You don't have bangs.
You would rather have your son become a lawyer than grow up to get
his own TV fishing show.
You drink "Coke" instead of either "Pop" or "Soda".
You've never eaten and don't know how to make a tomato sandwich.
You have never planned your summer vacation around a gun-'n-knife
show.
You think more money should go to scientific research at
your university than to pay the salary of the head football coach. (e.g. Tommy Bowden 1.1 million annual salary at Clemson)
The last time you smiled was when you blocked someone from getting
from the on-ramp onto the beltline.
You don't have any hats in your closet that advertise feed stores.
You call binoculars opera glasses.
You don't know anyone with at least two first names (i.e., Joe Bob,
Faye Ellen, Billy Ray, Mary Jo, Bubba Dean, Joe Dan, Mary Alice)
You don't know any women with male names (i.e., Tommie, Bobbie, Jimmie)
You don't have Maw-maw's & Pawpaw's.
You get freaked out when people on the subway talk to you.
You think it is a hot day when the temperature gets to fifty.
You can't get into Christmas without snow.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
I modified some of these from my own experience and by the grace of God, having been born and raied in New Jersey (excuse me, I mean "Noo Joisey") and living in Texas and North Carolina. All wonderful places with lovely people and offering great life experiences.
