BR: "Ah ain't bahyin' no more food at that locul grocery store, least not their brands. Ah done bought a cannuh peas, had a big ole rock in it. Bought a cannuh green beans 'n found not one, but three worms in it. Bought a tubbuh ice cream, it had a big ole globba grease right in the midd-luvit. Jus' lahyk ya grease yer car with.
Muther bought sum oatmeal had boll weevils 'er whatever lives in oatmeal in it. She took it back 'n got 'nuther packige. Two days later, them boll weevil'z back. Finally, she bought sum Quaker oats 'et didn' have them critters livin' in it.
Yeah, Ah don't buy that store'z products no more. Butchu know wut? Ah bet Walmart ain't much better."
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I work for an organization in the Southern US. The guy in the cube next to me is so f@%#ing loud, I can barely hear myself think. He (let's call him "Billy Ray") and his colleague ("Cooter"?) chit-chat constantly about CRAP. This is my testament to what comes out of their mouths. I shit you not. With only EXTREMELY slight paraphrasing, what's said is said, And you can't make this shit up. Welcome to The "BR" Experience. FYI -- "A Lotta People Don't Know That" is a signature "BR" segue.
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