:: Sunday, April 10, 2005 ::

Take me back to old Virginny

As a former Virginian, and to all my friends and family who were, or unfortunately, still are, Virginians, I present:

You Know You're From Virginia When...

Speed limits are just suggestions You have at least two friends who have no idea what their relatives do...because its "top secret" government work Most of your senior class wend to Mason, JMU, Tech, VCU or UVA When people ask where you're from, you tell them DC because its easier to explain You've never told someone you're from Virginia without putting "northern," "central," or "southern" in front of it (See above.) It's not actually tailgating unless your bumper is touching the car in front of you. You know yellow light means at least 5 more cars can get through. (Yeah, man...at least. Probably also happens everywhere else.) A red light means 2 more can. You actually know what the black boxes at stoplights are for. Despite the fact that Virginia fought for the south in the Civil War, you are not, under any circumstances, a "southerner" You are amused by visiting relatives who are actually excited to see Washington, DC You took a field trip to Williamsburg as a kid You are amazed when you go out of town and the people at McDonalds speak English You or someone in your family has a Smart Tag An inch of snow and you miss 3 days of school All the potholes just add a little excitement to your driving experience Crown Victoria = undercover cop Subway is a fast food place. The transportation system is known as Metro, and only Metro. They just tore down the old farm house across the street and put 12 new McMansions in its place For the cost of your house, you could own a small town in Iowa If you stay on the same road long enough, it will eventually have three new names. You have to dial the area code to call your neighbor "Vacation" means spending a day at King's Dominion or Busch Gardens. "Going to the River" means any stream with water. You have never been served tea without the waitress asking "sweet or unsweetened?" Your favorite past time is telling West Virginia jokes. Anyone who can't trace his or her ancestry back to at least four generations in Virginia is an outsider. "Going to the beach" means anywhere from Ocean City to Virginia Beach to Myrtle Beach. You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from Virginia.

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Ahh, it's funny (and sad) because it's true...

Swedish word of the day: sanning, which means "truth"

:: posted by Rob 10:13 AM [+] ::

4 Comments:

Ooo! Ooo! Look! *points at The Spectacled Pixie's post* Clear evidence that somebody followed a link from my blog to yours. How else would she find her way here? Searching for ass boil treatment on Google? Ehem, where are my manners: Rob meet TSP, TSP meet Rob. I love it when friends come together. However, over the course of my life many of my friends have ended up hating each other, so you two meeting here may not be a good thing in the long run. LOL --O.o

By  Anonymous, at 9:18 PM  

And not just one post, but two! Pleased to meet you, Spectacled Pixie. :) Now, however, I'm feeling the need for a cool online "handle" myself...hmmm... As for ass boil treatment, that's clear evidence that someone followed links on my blog! 'Cause I can guarantee no one would find this blog looking for ass boil treatments. Except now that "ass boil treatment" has been mentioned 3 times. Ack! 4 times!! Damn you, Tacitus, damn you to helllllll!!!!!! (But for those interested, actual ass boil treatments can be found here.

By  Rob, at 1:07 AM  

Edit: 5 times. Dammit!

By  Rob, at 1:10 AM  

Hey, I only mentioned ABT once! You're the one who had to go off and use it like some damned tantric mantra! :P

By  Anonymous, at 4:30 PM  

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