![]() ![]() After I hung up the phone, I sent him a little e-mail. He responded with an exaggerated Southern accent so horrifically bad, it would make Paula Deen curse. At one point, I spoke (calmly) with him about how it was not as funny as he thought and asked if he would refrain. For months I had put up with this while giving a gracious smile and changing the subject. I held my tongue and wrapped up the phone call. So here West Coaster and I were, saying goodnight on the phone when he (for the hundredth nerve-wracking time) started ribbing me about my accent with the elongated 'a' and the dropped 'g's. ![]() " Call us territorial on the cultural thing. And go easy on talking smack about our customs (remember our deal?) because that equates to the adage, "I can make fun of my sister, but if you make fun of her, I'll kick your. I know he was not exemplary of all West Coasters - believe me, I know - but unless you are a performer adept at linguistic skills, those not from the South should just leave the accent to the pros, the born-and-bred, and the multi-decade residents. ![]()
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