Celadon and puce. You can’t go wrong with puce.
Suggested by Chris Rock: (SAFE FOR WORK)
Yeah, but they’re not too happy with SCOTUS either.
I find it funny that California, supposedly the most liberal and progressive state, has the most hate groups.
I did too. Now it has mud and dog poop on it.
That’s racist.
Going back to the OT, how about chicken fried steak or biscuits with sausage gravy. Or grits.
That’s exactly why there is demand for a “Southern Flag”.
After awhile of your region getting told you are racists, stupid, uneducated, backwards, eat funny shit, talk funny, and a host of other shit you kinda want a “pride for the good things about you” regional flag.
“I’m not prejudiced like all those racist, dumbass, Fox-news-watching Southerners!”
Jeebus, spare me.
I’m from the South, I hate Fox-news, don’t get the love for the Confederate Flag and have a college education and am fairly liberal. It really undermines a person’s argument against prejudice when that person is obviously prejudiced against groups of people, like Southerners.
Oh come on, everyone loves the food.
Grits? Fried Okra? Diabeetus level sweet tea?
Mullet roe? White Mullet roe?
Shoot. I just realized I’m not sure how to spell roe.
Edgar Allan Poe was born in Boston, MA. He was orphaned at the age of two and was taken in by John Allan, a Scotsman who had a business in Richmond, VA. Although he lived in Virginia for a few years and attended the University of Virginia for a semester, he was hardly a Southerner. He moved with his family to the British Isles, attending a grammar school in Scotland and boarding school in England. After moving back to the States and attending UVA, he enlisted in the Army, then attended the military academy at West Point. He became a journalist and his job carried him around between New York City, Philadelphia, and Baltimore. So the South really can’t claim him.
Mullet haircuts?
More like pan fried (well deep fried) semen and it’s biological cousin.
But, yeah, the haircuts too.
Yep.
I was born in NC, lived most of my youth in small town southeast Virginia, and eventually moved to Atlanta for work, so I’ve lived south of the M-D line my entire life. The most racist person I know? My ex father-in-law, a 70 something year old white man. The second most racist person I know? A co-worker in my Atlanta office. He lived almost his entire life, until 4 years ago, in Flint Michigan. The area around Flint has an amazingly checkered track record with white supremacists.
I know those people that everyone caricatures as an inbred, backwoods hillbilly really do exist. But I really do believe they are a declining number, and I would be amazed to find they are anywhere near a majority. I LIKE the fact that the high school I went to in Virginia was about 50/50 white/black. And yes, I have African-American friends. And gay ones. And even a few Northerners!
Tell you what, don’t judge all Southerners by your redneck caricature, and I won’t assume that all Northerners are like this.
But no, we don’t need a flag. We have one. With the news from SCOTUS today, I made sure my flag was out on the front my house today.
Yum to all except grits.
Add in some corn bread and greens with ham hocks too, please!
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