I am a proud “Southerner.” Here in the Boston Mountains we speak “Southern Speak.” Many people who do not live here accuse us of speaking “lazily.” We are not lazy. This is our proud native dialect. We are smart. Speaking “Southern” saves time, conserves energy [that’s being “green”], and is very entertaining to outsiders. We sometimes combine up to two or three words into one. That is being smart, not stupid. The time we save allows us more time for our precious endeavors, like fishin’, huntin’, fiddlin’, gardenin’, quiltin’, eatin’, lovin’, moonshinin’, etc. People who are “not from around here” need to show some respect and learn from our example.
That being said, I recently read an article about mustard greens. Mustard greens are one of the many foods classified as “super foods.” Down here in the South, putting on a feed without a “mess o’ greens” is a crime punishable by death. In the article they mentioned how nutritious the “pot liquor” was that accompanies the greens. Well, they must not be from the South. I am glad that somehow they were aware of the fact that the greens and the broth are equally as flavorful and nutritious, but they spelled “pot likker” incorrectly. Please be informed. The broth, from a “mess o’ greens” down here in the South, is spelled “pot likker.” Back to what I said before, this is a prime example of “Southern Speak.” When you speak these two words they become one word. “Potlikker.”
And they call us dumb, “go figger”