You have a thick accent when...
Yesterday, after doing a quick-turnaround for Mr. Viper himself, (I have no other nickname for him since he's not with the beerling crowd), I was going to return back to my office when I had asked one of the folks in Shipping and Receiving for a lighter.
"Howdy, y'all got uh lah'ter?"
"A what?"
"uh lah'ter."
"Sorry, we don't have any."
"Ok, eh'ny matches, by chance?"
"Wait, did you say 'ligh-ter'?"
"Yessir, uh lah'ter."
"Ooooooh, I thought ya said 'ladder'. Sure I got a lighter."
"No'sir, uh lah'ter"
Went to Wal-mart, got the onions and otehr stuff I needed to get,...and also picked up one of those McFarlane Sports figures for NASCAR, and picked up Richard Petty. I guess this means pretty soon, I'll be getting Dale and Jr. Damn, I am a southerner. Well, that's another item to remove from the mission list.
Anyway, back to packing.
"Howdy, y'all got uh lah'ter?"
"A what?"
"uh lah'ter."
"Sorry, we don't have any."
"Ok, eh'ny matches, by chance?"
"Wait, did you say 'ligh-ter'?"
"Yessir, uh lah'ter."
"Ooooooh, I thought ya said 'ladder'. Sure I got a lighter."
"No'sir, uh lah'ter"
Went to Wal-mart, got the onions and otehr stuff I needed to get,...and also picked up one of those McFarlane Sports figures for NASCAR, and picked up Richard Petty. I guess this means pretty soon, I'll be getting Dale and Jr. Damn, I am a southerner. Well, that's another item to remove from the mission list.
Anyway, back to packing.
posted by Bum at 18:35
1 Comments:
Some are. Some aren't.
Some are the designated drinkers,
some are the social drinkers,
and some... hmm. No idea.
Mixed group, really, but always fun.
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