First things First, the Church service was normal. Nothing out of the ordinary. I heard a few “yall’s” and few other things that made me chuckle. I think since I lived in on West Coast for so long I’m just used to hearing a lot of different accents but nothing over the top.
Here is a little something I wrote about why southern accents crack me up…
I know this probably isn’t a nice thing to say, but in my head a southern accent has been equated to “being slow“. (mentally) So sometimes I laugh when I hear people say certain things.
The other one is this characture on a cartoon that I’ve seen who has a southern accent and he’s gay. So, every now and then I hear people say things that make me laugh.
Im sorry if this offends you, I know its not nice, but if you’re having a conversation with me and I start to chuckle its ok to kick me in the shin… I wont even make you apologize.
After Church I grabbed my back pack and took a ride on the Scooter…
This things so much fun, but at the same time it’s a little intimidating. Not because of the raw power, but because of the people behind you looking at you as if to say, “I could squash you like a bug”.
I’m sure there not saying that…
