Hey Randy,
You think you have problems, try being from Georgia. Nobody has shoes here, we all live in shacks, you can't have a vehicle without
a sticker from your favorite Nascar driver (well, I'll have to give you that one). We don't make our liquor in a still. We are not the
redneck capital of the world (no help from Jeff Foxworthy). My parents weren't brother and sister. We don't shoot our dinner. Maybe, sometimes we do. We can't play anywhere in Las Vegas that somebody doesn't make a comment about accents. We don't have an accent,
y'all do. Georgia is, after all, the Empire State of the South.
No wait, that's Alabama. And that's all I have to say about that.