Actually, I'm the same way. Plain, or with sugar and a ton of butter. Can't have them veins too opened up dontchaknow...

What the hell do you say if you want a Pepsi or whatever?! A Coke-Pepsi?

"I'll have a coke"
"What Kind? We got Pepsi, Diet Pepsi. or Root Beer"
"I guess a Pepsi"

jeeze settle down...its all fun and games...its just somthing to laugha bout...it hgouth it was damn funny...i still gott amake one up...ill get gordy and jason to help me for a north one...lol...jim too!!!! remember its just to get a laugh...and im guessing he got a few...

i want a coke mt dew...hehe! :D

I grew up in FL, from age 4-12 or so...

Oh. spanish moss on the brain. I get it now... :lol: :lol: :lol:

Yeah, no gun rack in our cars... Too bad i'm not a Tex wanna be...

if that was made in the south then i have a feeling (sorta living there myself) that the whole sheet wasnt composed of "butt"-kicking...but nice job in family friendly-ing it 8)

Rule #1
 

Rule #1: WE DON'T CARE HOW YOU DID IT UP NORTH!!
For Gods sake, don't say "Up North we (have, don't have, do, don't do, never, always, did it like this, never did, etc.....)- or anything that projects an air of superiority.
You may not get your butt kicked, but at the least, you will be encouraged to go back, or asked "If it's so great up North, why are you here??"
Down here we do things our own way, and most often for good reasons. One realizes this after having the privilege of living in the South for a few years.
I was raised in South Florida, where the Yankees vastly outnumber Southerners and both groups are outnumbered by Hispanics, and was raised by a father from Illinois and a Southern belle from Virginia. I'm a prime example of a "half breed" when it comes to heritage. Yet, Mom's people can be traced back to the Lee's of Virginia. Yeah, 'ol Robert E
Himself. Plus, I have lived in the very deep south (Georgia) for almost 30 years, so I have multiple perspectives.
Therefore, please take this advice on rule #1 to heart!
Oh, by the way, sugar on grits is OK, but I don't eat them that way. Just add lots of butter, salt, pepper, more pepper, and some cheese if you are in the mood.... Yum, yum!

An edit: Not to raise a controversy or flame war, but the BBQ up North does not deserve the name. Been there, done that. I have sampled literally hundreds of BBQ joints North and South, and you folks North of Tennessee and West of the Mississippi river need to just give up. Not to brag, but this is from a person who has a personal motto of: "Have grill, will thrill."
Bye, y'all!

I'm still trying to find the Rules for Living in the South. One of the rules is "Don't throw out the Bacon Grase. You'll be told what to do with it later". Every woman I knoew growing up in Texas had the Mason Jar of bacon grease on the stove. The only time I saw it used was every once in a while my dad would melt some down for frying eggs or popping popcorn. MMMMMMMM, mmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!