No! Let's see...I have all my teeth; I was not born with six toes; I do not chew tobacco nor do I own a spitoon collection; I find NASCAR to be pointless nonsense; my idea of an elegant breakfast is not taking the wife/cousin Nadine and kids Jeb and Maybelline to the Waffle House; my idea of fine-dining is not a late-night chemically imbibed trip to the IHOP; I do not wear cowboy boots or possess a belt buckle stamped with the word "Bodacioius"; I do not understand why anyone would boil a perfectly good peanut; I do not feel that "Hey" is an appropriate greeting at formal southern family get togethers such as weddings, funerals, indictments, arraignments and executions; I do not drive an 18-wheeler for a livin'; and I have attained an education level higher than a GED (Note: GED is similar to an SEC degree but it includes 6th grade reading, writing and passing an exam - this certification is required to teach public school in many southern states).
I have a million more observations as to why I am not from the South!
P.S. Just kidding...I do like boiled peanuts.
