Everyone that lives in Austin claims that it is non-representative of the rest of the lone star state. That may be partially true, but not completely.
For instance, if you were to randomly sample a set of twelve people’s conversations, I guarantee at least seventy-five percent of those conversations would include any, if not all of the following words/phrases:
- y’all
- fixin’ (sometimes with “to” appended)
- ain’t
- a hunderd
- we’ll see you later (even if only one person is going to be seeing you later)
I recently dropped off one of my favorite pairs of jeans to be dry cleaned. No questions, just dropped them off and I was told they would be ready in two days.
Our former President, that claims to be from Texas, once messed up a saying that begins: Fool me once…
Well, they got me this time and it won’t happen again.
I returned two days later to pick up my jeans. A stiff breeze could have picked up my jeans…they were harder than Texas’ regulations on driving. I had to pry open the legs with the credit card I wasn’t paying with.
I haven’t had to work that hard to get into my own pants in a long time. It was an uphill battle…
You can take the dry cleaner out of the rest of Texas, but it’s going to take four more washes to get the heavy starch out of my jeans.
At least they didn’t try to put a crease in the front of them.
