The South where
Tea is sweet
Words are long
Roots are deep
Traditions are strong
It’s “howdy” and “hey y’all”
“Bless your heart”
With a Southern drawl
“Come set a spell”
“Kiss my grits”
“I reckon” and “hissie fits”
“Honey, Sugah, and Darlin”
That girl is “stubborn as a mule”
“Mama didn’t raise no fool”
“I do declare”
“Hush your mouth”
That’s what I love about the South
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