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.