Wednesday, September 17, 2008

The north is seeping into my pores.

I just got called out for saying "You Guys" instead of "Y'all".

I think that is the most depressing thing ever.

Now I must go have a Come to Jesus meeting with the mirror. Please tell me you know what a Come to Jesus meeting is, but if you don't know that's ok. At least I still have that part of the south instilled in me. I do conduct a damn good Come to Jesus meeting if I do say so myself.

11 comments:

Philly said...

I have no idea what that is. Inquiring minds want to know!

#1

The Incredible Woody said...

I'll be prayin' for your soul!!!

.Nicotine.Queen. said...

I'm at a lack for how to explain a Come to Jesus meeting, so I used the internet for help.
I believe this is the original meaning:
when a religious person realizes a non-religious (or religious) person is in need of God's love and help, they say this to tell them to come over to christianity (or to re-find God).

But now it's more along these lines:

A firm lecturing, no non sense dressing down, comparable a Fire and Brimstone revival meeting.


A time when a polite ultimatum is given, generally followed by a less polite ulitimatum, then a threat. Drug and alcohol "interventions" are often refered to as "Come to Jesus Meetings".

PinkPiddyPaws said...

could be worse.. you could have said "youz guyz" ha..ha.ha.. or "these two yoots.." :)

thevinylvillage said...

so long as it didnt come out "Yooz guys" I think you're ok.

TheVinylVillager said...

dangit Pinkpiddy and I were thinking the same thing.

Fred said...

I thought I HAD a God complex...

A 'come to jesus meeting' with the mirror? Seriously, Abs. You could have at least called me.

fred said...

Oh, and its 'PORES' not 'pours.'

Eastcoastdweller said...

Just don't ever sell Your sweet southern soul for a slice of New York pizza.

.Nicotine.Queen. said...

OMG! I HATE HATE HATE how they add "s" on the end of things they are clearly singular. ugh.

And the pizza is damn good here.

Traci Anne said...

Oh sugar. I'n'it a sad day when you realize you've lost your "y'all"? Repeat y'all 20 times and then call your most Southern loved one. You'll pick it back up!