How y'all doin'??

Have you ever noticed how fun it is to speak with a different accent?? It rarely fails to bring a smile to your face- probably because you're butchering the accent terribly, but every once in a while the smile arises because you're actually pretty good at it. My smiles are mostly derived from my ruthlessly sucky accents, or the fact that I often complement them with an impromptu ethnic dance (think irish jig or canadian tuxedo slide).. However, after my most recent road trip to the Southeast, you are now talking to the grand master flash of the Southern Accent. I am regular Davey Crockett**. While I realize it is near impossible to purvey my southern accent over a Matador blog (look for a podcast in late April) please be certain that it is perfect. I think I was meant to be a southerner. I've talked with a few of the South's HR directors and I'm thinking about sending in my application in the next few weeks. Here are my credentials: 1) I haven't worn them in decades, but I bet I look excellent in overalls. 2) I like Chick-Fil-A restaurants and alligators. 3) I love saying 'please pass mo' pecan pie', 'way down yonder' and 'the deader the better'. 4) I am a champion of Shrimp Cocktail. 5) I'm fork-lift certified. I realize these are stereotypes of the south, and in actuality, my opinion of the south is that I really dig it. Another actuality is that I really suck at the southern accent. But it's fun as hell to do, and I'll post it on small world too, but if any southerner wants to do a mutual language/accent swap, I'm in. **I assume he had a southern accent.