All posts tagged: South

When I went to the store . . .

  I would like to find the man who was in this picture and thank him . . . for scaring the cr*p out of me, when all I was trying to do was look for some good ice cream. I feel as though I walked down a dark alley way in an alternate universe where ice cream bars were illegal, and then this guy (probably named Frank) came around the corner and said “Hey Kid! wanna buy some ice cream?” No Frank, I dont wanna buy your creepy ice cream, I just wanna enjoy the crisp breeze that comes out of the grocery freezers without your eyes delving into my soul. “Some to the dark side, we have Moooo bars” (which is what they’re called by the way). Advertisements

You are not from the south

Immediately after my last post went up I remembered that I live in Virginia, and yes all though I live in Washington DC I do consider myself to be in Virginia. It’s almost like DC is to America, as the Vatican is to Italy. Any who, My friend was saying to me, while I was writing the post, “yeah I feel the same way, us southern girls just can’t handle those type of people” She’s from Virginia. This is where the problem begins. Maybe it’s because southern pride is drilled into children from elementary to middle school. I went through a whole history class about Texas where we watched multiple movies about the Alamo and Davy Crockett, and everyone knows his quote “You can go to hell-I’m going to Texas.” Knowing the people that cities are named after (Sam Houston, Stephen Austin), and when your school provides bottles of water because they don’t want you to pass out from dehydration. Her ‘south’ is completely different from mine. But this rubs me the wrong way. You …