Last night I was talking to my mother on the phone and we somehow got on the topic of the south. I think it was when she was complaining that it still feels like winter up here and down there it's probably already in the 80s everyday. Then I pointed out that good weather is about the only thing the south has going for them. I'm allowed to make bold, dashing statements like this; I lived there for four years during college. That's a long enough time to form a solid opinion about the south, I think. Then this transpired, and I laughed so hard I cried all the mascara off my eyelashes:
Me: I don't think I could ever live in the south again; there's just not enough culture. It's so...boring.
Mom: [offended as if she lives here] Oh that's not true, they have plenty of culture down there.
Me: Such as?
Mom: Well....they have big houses and...and sweet tea.
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