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Your right, myself living in the Deeeeeeeep South, I've been there. I hit bottom and an now a member of GA. Grits Anonymous, it is a 10 step program, I'm at step 5 facing my addiction. One day at a time, easy does it!

Florida is not the 'Deeeeeeeep South' you jive turkey. It's a retirement community for the North Eastern Yankees.

"So here’s the REAL test, as to whether or not you are southern. If you can answer “yes” to at least two thirds of these, you are probably southern.

You are a southerner IF:

You use any of the following words or phrases in normal speech without thinking about it:
Y’all

Mama [if you’re an adult]

bless your heart

good Lord

I reckon

Co’ Cola

where’bouts
po’ white trash

hissy fit


You pronounce the word “hair” as either “hay-ur” or “har”

You can stretch the word “no” out to at least three syllables, depending on the occasion

You hear someone has died, and immediately start deciding what food to carry over to the family. Note: if you’re really southern, like my mother, you keep things like
homemade soups and chili in the freezer for funeral food emergencies.

You volunteer to stay at the house during a funeral.

Your mama or daddy ever told you any of the following:
"That's not fit to eat."
"I'm feeling down in the back."
"No, we will NOT _________. Only yankees do that."
"He's on his third wife."
"You better get down off your high horse."
"Give me some sugar, baby."
"Pipe down."
"Go cut me a switch."
"You better hush crying or I'm gonna give you something to cry about."
"They're just sorry." [as in low class, trashy]
"He/she is a fine person."

You know the location of at least three Waffle Houses, and eat there occasionally. And you admit it.

You have ever made fried chicken according to your grandmother’s recipe

You think crunchy green beans are an abomination

You’ve ever described a vegetable as “pretty” – as in, “Ooh, Mama found her some pretty squash at that roadside stand yesterday

You think eating a peach without peeling it is barbaric

You've ever eaten fried grits

You know grits aren't fit to eat unless they have some butter, salt and pepper on them

You know more than one recipe for cornbread

You know not to put sugar in cornbread

You've eaten fatback. Extra points if you love it.


You’ve ever visited a Civil War battlefield

Note: extra points if you know of at least one great great great grandparent who fought in the war – for the south, of course.

You know a cheer or fight song of at least one southern university

You’ve ever planned a wedding date or vacation around the college football schedule

You shudder when you hear the fake southern accents in movies like Fried Green Tomatoes, Steel Magnolias, or any other movie supposedly set in the south.

In your own family you’re called affectionately “Brother” or “Sister.”

You or someone in your family is a member of the Junior League Note: extra points if y'all belong to the DAR or Colonial Dames
[Deduct points if you belong to the ACLU]

You know the title of at least one Conway Twitty song

You can sing at least one verse of "Just A Closer Walk With Thee"

You are startled when you hear that there are Americans who have to wear
sweater outside on the 4th of July

You think William Faulkner was a drunk who didn’t use punctuation. You wonder why the Yankees love him. (He makes all southerners sound like drunks or crazies, which is why I can’t stand him. I once went through an entire Faulker novel and added in punctuation and did some editing. My English professor nearly killed me.)

You call older ladies “Miss,” as in “Miss Buelah,” or “Miss Mamie”

At least one person in your family is or was named Fannie Mae

You know the maiden names of your not only your grandmothers, but your great grandmothers

You’ve been to Europe but you’ve never been to California

You think of Canadians as “foreigners.” You have a hard time understanding them when they talk to you

When you call someone in New York City your southern accent immediately becomes slower and more of a drawl, just to irritate them. You enjoy this immensely.

You refer to your ancestors and extended family as “my people” - as in, “My people came over from Ireland before the war of independence.”


The Baptist Church in your hometown is bigger than any other church in town.
Note: extra points if you've ever given directions using it, as in “Go a mile and turn right at the church,” even if you don’t attend.

You always write a Thank You note when someone gives you a gift, and you make your children write them too

You know that anyone from Maryland is, sadly, just NOT a southerner. Most people from Florida aren’t either.

You can, on paper at least, prove kinship to any of the following:
Andy Griffith, Sissy Spacek, Johnny Cash, Holly Hunter, Strom Thurmond,
Thomas Jefferson

You take a lot of photos when it snows, because you know it may be a decade before you see it in your yard again

You’re usually able to go outside without a coat on Christmas Day, and at least half the time you could wear shorts

You shop at WalMart on occasion, but you only tell your closest friends

You’ve ever referred to any sort of underwear as “drawers”

You call your grandparents Mamaw and Papaw, or variations thereof. Ditto
for Big Mama, or Big Daddy.

Are you a southerner? If so, good for you! If not, you can live here amongst us, and hope it rubs off on you... Just don't serve me any crunchy green beans or sweet cornbread. That's grounds for expulsion. As in, “Hightail it outta here, and don’t let the screendoor hit you where the Good Lord split you.”

from: http://deescribbler.typepad.com/my_weblog/2009/09/how-to-tell-if-youre-a-true-southerner.html