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Speaking of the south.........You know you are from the Deep South if: 1. You can properly pronounce Neshoba, Chata, Nanih Waiya, Shuqualak, DeKalb, Kosciusko, Decatur, Yazoo, Pascagoula, Picayune, and Scooba. 2. You think that people who complain about the wind in their states are sissies. 3. A tornado warning siren is your signal to go out in the yard and look for a funnel. 4. Your idea of a traffic jam is ten cars waiting to pass a tractor on the highway. 5. You've ever had to switch from "heat" to "A/C" in the same day. 6. You know that the true value of a parking space is not determined by the distance to the door, but by the availability of shade. 7. Stores don't have bags, they have sacks. 8. You see people wear bib overalls at funerals. 9. You think everyone from a bigger city has an accent. 10. You measure distance in minutes. 11. It doesn't bother you to use an airport named for a man who died in an airplane crash. 12. Little Smokies are something you serve only for special occasions. 13. You go to the lake because you think it is like going to the ocean. 14. You listen to the weather forecast before picking out an outfit. 15. You know cowpies are not made of beef. 16. Someone you know has used a football schedule to plan their wedding date. 17. You have known someone who has a belt buckle bigger than your fist. 18. A bad traffic jam involves two cars staring each other down at a four-way stop, each determined to be the most polite and let the other go first. 19. You aren't surprised to find movie rental, ammunition, and bait all in the same store. 20. Your "place at the lake" has wheels under it. 21. A Mercedes Benz is not a status symbol. A Chevy Silverado Extended Bed, Crew Cab is. 22. You know everything goes better with Ranch. 23. You learned how to shoot a gun before you learned how to multiply. 24. You actually get these jokes and are "fixin' " to send them to your friends. Finally, you are 100% Mississippian if you have ever heard or had this conversation: "You wanna coke?" "Yeah." "What kind?" "Dr. Pepper." Have to admit, most apply to me.....ha ha ha ha

I'm Texan but many apply to me as well. YEEE-HAAAAAAW!

My grampa lives in Yazoo, got a cousin in Kosciusko, and my husband works in Pascagoula.

Kristta: gargllllglglglglglg blob blob blob (me too) Boba: "George Lucas in love" is fantastic. I watched here at national TV About the Deep South topic: no words. My effort is strong in understand your plain english. If I try this ... er ... do you remember the film SCANNERS? This forum would be ugly decorated with lilpieces of spanish brain ...

Casette, I live out in the country...on a farm. We raise cows, goats and pigs (getting out of pig business now). I live in a state that is generally looked down upon in the US. Most of the things in that list are true. About a week ago, I had to wait in line to pass a tractor on a state Highway. For the last month, we've had the heater on at night and the air conditioner (cooling system) on in the afternoon. Not only does our video rental place sell ammunition and fishing bait.....they also make pizzas. I learned to target shoot hand guns when I was six. I'm still a darned good shot! I could clean a squirrel for supper by the time I was 8. Around here, a Coke is anything that is NOT water, milk or tea! There was a huge battle in town last year. We got our first red light. It lasted about a week. Some person went out and shot the control box with a 12 gauge shot gun. That light just blinks now because the Department of Transportation gave up trying to repair it. Every time they do, somebody else shoots the thing.

Gosh. The Deep South, I see

Where we are proud to be rednecks!

Ever been up in East TN, Kristta? More ridge runner than redneck (the rednecks fish and watch football; I prefer to take advantage of that and do the roads then), and there is this =lovely= stretch of road, US 129 over Deal's Gap.......Otherwise known to bikers as The Dragon (technically, the Tail of the Dragon, as it links to a lot of the old mountain roads up and down the mountain chain). 300+ curves in 11 miles up and down at least two mountains. 2 lanes, no guard rails, and only skill and rubber between you and solid rock or open air...depending on where you lose it. Fun. Just no pickups, vans, SUV's wagons. Either bikes or small, over powered cars. Oh! And don't forget... 25) It gets real quiet when someone orders unsweetened, hot tea. 26) A continental breakfast is the special at Waffle House. 27) It's big news when the store is out of Moon Pies. 28) No one says 'Damned Yankee' to the jerk leaving...because everyone's thinking it anyway. My favorite damnyankee story happened about 14 years ago now. Had one of those Northern couples shopping who had the 'how quaint' attitude on so hard it was visible a mile away. Then they made their mistake. They asked me where Thunder Road was. So I told them. The closest of the Thunder Roads to where I live is in Knoxville; specifically, Kingston Pike, just like in the song, which they had apparently heard before. So I sent them up Alcoa Highway to the Kingston Pike turnoff. It was a football homegame Saturday, and football is God at UT (to the tune of a 108,000 seat stadium. Plus the Vol Navy, which ties up 8 across on the riverfront. You have to see it to believe it). At the time the song was written, Knoxville -ended- at Alcoa Highway, and Kingston Pike was 2 land farm road from there. Now it is 4 lanes and is part of the West End...and traffic is a nightmare. Particularly for one of those truck sleeper units. Hope they enjoyed it.... >:)

Dale B, I've traveled from Southern Mississippi through TN to Indiana...and back again. I've also traveled the route from Florida thru Georgia, thru TN to Wisconsin...and back to Florida again. It's beautiful up there. The mountains are just gorgeous. I think I'll stick around down here on the rather flat Gulf Coast though. I think I'm addicted to hurricanes! The season starts in about another month. People who visit here tend to ask directions to the casinos in the next town. They want to go to Biloxi (Bill-ucks-cee) but often ask for Bill-locks-E. I always say "never heard of it". My favorite mispronunciation around here has got to be Gautier though. It's pronounced Go-shay (Go-Sh-ay). I was at the mall in Gautier one time and someone came up and asked me if I knew where Gunther was. I told them they were in Gunther and they said that this was Gaw-Tee-Ay so I told them Gunther must be about 60 miles to the East on I-10. The funny thing is that 60 miles to the East on I-10 puts you in Mobile, Alabama!