You’re asking the wrong girl. Wish I could help but I don’t really leave the house much. I know there’s plenty around here enough for a Fest though.
As in, “All y’all can kiss my ass!” Which can often be heard once the beer has been flowing, often at the end of a college footbal game.
The impersonal singular pronoun in English is one. As in ,“One should make allowances when meeting those with different manners or custom.”
I live in Midtown Memphis, grew up in Germantown. Not a big fan of the suburbs, but love Midtown and downtown has made some good progress.
We just came back from Morris Grocery, which is less than 5 miles away. We devoured our pulled pork sammiches immediately. So smokey. So tangy. So coleslawy. Damn fine food coming out of that cinderblock hole in the wall.
Thanks for the awesome tip! hic
(my hands still smell like a smoke pit… sniiiiifffff)
Close enough! 
Fiiiinuh! Looks like yer off the hook, anyhow.
There was a BBQ joint in my Mother’s home town, Dyersburg, Tennessee called “The Pit” that I liked.
“Y’all” is all I never knew growing up in Georgia. When I moved to East TN in high school, the locals said “You’ins” instead of “Y’all.” I never adopted to that. Y’all works just fine.
Thanks a lot- you just reminded me of Paula Deen, y’all :mad:
I encountered that in Northern Arkansas around the Mountain Home and Cotter area.
My mother’s people in east Tennessee and my ex’ folks from eastern Kentucky used you’uns too. I think it’s a hill thing.
I have yet to hear “yoo’uns”. ::shiver::
I love closer to you than anywhere else. The SO and I are just a stone’s throw from the University of Memphis main campus. So we’re in that weird midtown/university mash up area.