It's like PIGlio griglio.

*raises hand*

I agree. We Midwesterners know our steak. Just don't go to somewhere not known for their steak and order it. Now, chicken fried steak from Cracker Barrel, and they would have been good to go.

Today is my 8th straight day at work (at a coffee shop rife with monogrammed thermosery). After placing our weekly order this morning I have been refreshing the Kitchenette homepage repeatedly waiting for comic relief. Pinkham, you've restored my sanity yet again.

Hey, sitters are expensive. So is sex ed. Take your kid to an orgy.

Did you hear about the sushi chef who moonlighted as a webcam porn star?

Why did the monkey fall out of the tree?

Market them as extra-tender baby linguinies at twice the price.

War Eagle, from a Birmingham transplant to SoCal.

It was the first winter storm of my first fall in New York, and my poor little windbreaker was woefully unprepared for what was happening outside. I was broke, I was freezing, I was homesick, and I was on an errand amongst the THRONGS of people flooding midtown in the sleet. It was not a good day.

Po' boy = sub sandwich

Louisiana here, it's Puh-khan. That's the only way it should ever be pronounced. It should not sound like a synonym for a urinal.

Coke = any soda or pop

If we cared what the rest of Canada thought of us we would be on daylight savings time.

Felicity got laid. That's the title of this posting, period. It was so long overdue it hurt.

I pray that some day "How is babby formed?" will not make me laugh but until that day, LOL.

Give credit where credit is due:

You know Florida isn't really the South! ;)

I don't think it's something said, but a cutesy slogan of sorts to write on things. Someone will call themselves a "southern gal" but have a koozie with GRITS on it.

Srsly. I'm in south AL now, but this particular area is more southern-preppy, less shotgun-racks-and-eating-roadkill. Thank fucking christ. But still...this is a little too close to all the worst parts of Real.