Bluenecks...a Southerner's Answer to Those Who Call Us Rednecks!

[MsVicki]

This is our answer to the Yankees that call us Rednecks.

Bluenecks are Northerners -- the opposite of Rednecks. Because of Redneck jokes, here are some takes on how Southern folks look at Northerners (or how Northerners sometimes think of themselves).

YOU JUST MIGHT BE A BLUENECK IF

Instead of referring to two or more people as "Y'all," you call them "you guys," even if both of them are women.

You think barbecue is a verb meaning "to cook outside."

You think Heinz Ketchup is really SPICY.

You would never stop to buy something somebody was cooking on the side of the road (e.g., boiled peanuts).

You don't have any problems pronouncing "Worcestershire sauce" correctly.

For breakfast, you would prefer potatoes-au-gratin to grits.

You don't know what a moon pie is.

You've never had an RC Cola.

You've never, ever eaten okra -- fried, boiled, or pickled.

You eat fried chicken with a knife and fork.

You've never seen a live chicken, and the only cows you've seen are on road trips.

You have no idea what a polecat is.

You don't see anything wrong with putting a sweater on your dog.

You don't have bangs.

You would rather have your son become a lawyer than grow up to get his own TV fishing show.

You drink either "Pop" or "Soda"- instead of "Cokes."

You've never eaten and don't know how to make a tomato sandwich.

You have never planned your summer vacation around a gun-'n-knife show.

You think more money should go to important scientific research at your university than to pay the salary of the head football coach.

You don't even have one can of WD-40 somewhere around the house.

The last time you smiled was when you blocked someone from getting on an on-ramp to the highway.

You don't have any hats in your closet that advertise feed stores.

You have more than one professional sports team in your home state.

You call binoculars opera glasses.

You can't spit out the car window without pulling over to the side of the road and stopping.

You don't know anyone with at least two first names (i.e., Joe Bob, Faye
Ellen, Billy Ray, Mary Jo, Bubba Dean, Joe Dan, Mary Alice).

You don't know any women with male names (i.e., Tommie, Bobbie, Johnnie, Jimmie).

You don't have Maw-maw's & Pawpaw's.

You get freaked out when people on the subway talk to you.

None of your fur coats are homemade!

[cwodave]

Awesome. I don't think I could really appreciate this until I moved to North Carolina.

The statement we hear most is "Y'all aint from 'round here, are ya?"

Dave

[ngateguy]

Not to correct you but the correct pronunciation is "Yuz Guyz" not "you guys" also you could add "dude " being used for women as well as men

[RegularGuy]

Instead of referring to two or more people as "Y'all," you call them "you guys," even if both of them are women.

I have no idea what you guys are talking about.

You think Heinz Ketchup is really SPICY.

No. Heinz is pretty mild, but that Del Monte stuff will put a hurt on you.

You don't have any problems pronouncing "Worcestershire sauce" correctly.

We pronounce that "What's dis here?" sauce.

For breakfast, you would prefer potatoes-au-gratin to grits.

Au Gratin? Never! Home fries, American Fries, Hash Browns, O'Briens maybe, but not Potatoes Ugh Rotten.

You've never, ever eaten okra -- fried, boiled, or pickled.

I ate okra once. Once was enough.

You eat fried chicken with a knife and fork.

That's only in the New England states.

You've never seen a live chicken, and the only cows you've seen are on road trips.

Come on, now. We have cows and chickens up here. We just don't let them in the house.

You have no idea what a polecat is.

I know this one! It's short for "Polecat de peu" which is French for skunk.

You don't see anything wrong with putting a sweater on your dog.

If you guys had winters like we have up north, you'd put a cardigan on a blue tick hound and not think twice.

You would rather have your son become a lawyer than grow up to get his own TV fishing show.

Anything but a lawyer! Anything!

Little Sally: My daddy's a lawyer.
Little Johnny: Honest?
Little Sally: No, the regular kind.

You've never eaten and don't know how to make a tomato sandwich.

As long as you don't put Del Monte ketchup on it, that could be good.

You call binoculars opera glasses.

Nobody calls binoculars opera glasses. Nobody.

You can't spit out the car window without pulling over to the side of the road and stopping.

Why would I want to?

You don't know anyone with at least two first names (i.e., Joe Bob, Faye
Ellen, Billy Ray, Mary Jo, Bubba Dean, Joe Dan, Mary Alice).

You don't know any women with male names (i.e., Tommie, Bobbie, Johnnie, Jimmie).

I know a woman named Billie Jo. Does that count double?

I guess I'm a blueneck, after all.

[Red Baron]

Blue necks carry Cell Phones,
Red Necks carry guns.

Blue necks head to the south for winter.
Red necks feel crowded during the winter.

blue necks use such terms as feet and miles in describing distances
red necks know the distance between 'afar piece' and 'just up the holler'

blue necks use watches and describe minutes and hrs.
red necks look at the sun and know how long till supper
and 'wait a minute' is not usually defined as 60 seconds.

many many more.........

[ngateguy]

I ate okra once. Once was enough.

We lived in St Louis for a nano second of my childhood. While there my mother discovered okra. Man was that stuff gross, my siblings and I used to groan when we saw that stuff hit the table. My mom would say "we're supporting the poor farmers in the Missouri Boot Heel." I responded once "Maybe that's why their poor" I got sent to my room with out dinner for being a smart*****. At least I didn't have to eat the stuff. :D

If being a redneck means eating okra that must mean I am a blueneck... and proud of it!

:beer:

[LittleBigMan]

...my mother discovered okra. Man was that stuff gross...
Man, okra 'n t'maters, or fried okra. I'd die for a bowl of okra 'n t'maters rat naya! (Dang, y'all are missin' life!)

Make ya wanna slap yo Mama!

:beer:

[iamlucky13]

I'm still recovering from finding out that the item I call cargo pants, the Abercrombie and Fitch types call...for real...


Sport Utility Pants (SUP?) I mean come on. Give me a break. Err...I mean...Dag gummit, gimme a break.

Then there's all those retirees moving up here from California who have been known to call 911 when they hear a chainsaw.

[ngateguy]

Then there's all those retirees moving up here from California who have been known to call 911 when they hear a chainsaw.


I was reading ine the Seattle P-I a while back that some of the counties in Eastern Washington are experiancing an increase of city folks moving over there to get away from the big city. With it has come a host of problems so they have started to come up with guidelines for country living. One comes to mind was if you buy a house at the end of a dirt road with no neighbors for miles no we will not pave it for you and no we will not plow it for you. :D

[RonH]

You've never eaten and don't know how to make a tomato sandwich.
How 'bout a banana sandwich? I grew up on them.


And okry and tomatas. And fried okry. :D

[megaman]

Reminds me of the time a lady boiled brats to cook them. UGH! They were white. She couldn't figure out why no one would eat them. A guy I just had started to work with had just moved up from the St. Louis area and had never had them. He said they were the worst looking things he had ever seen. It took me a long time to convince him to try them fixed the right way. Then he loved em.

[temp1]

Brats are to be boiled in beer and onions, then cooked over an open flame mmmmmmm

My other favorite northern food is beer cheese soup, with popcorn on top of course.

[james Haury]

Is Okra from Okrahoma OK! I like Okra with tomatoes by itself it is too slimy.I have seen live chickens and have chased them. I have no cell phone but can pronounce worcestshire with no problem . And who does not know what a polecat is? Please!

[Allister]

And who does not know what a polecat is? Please!

Is it some kind of really thin cat? ;)

[Allister]

Some of those apply to me, some don't. I guess that makes me a purpleneck.

[late]

Hi,
let me explain something. New England is not simply a matter of geography. What you think of as New England, I don't. The southern New England seaboard has mutated into the Alien race we call 'From Away'. I've had Okra, you ever try fiddleheads? They taste a whole lot better. I don't quite make the grade for hats, but I do have a John Deere cap. And the proper form of address to the gals is 'Hi guys'. We used to have farmers on the side of the road squeezing cider while you watched, you'd need it to wash down the fresh hot donuts he sold. I miss that, a lot. If we made a new state flag, it would be made of duct tape. You do have a point about spicey. Now, the way I tell it is that every Mainah has a can of chili powder. When you make that pot of chili, you wave it over the top of the pot. Opening the can of chili powder is strictly optional, and viewed with some suspicion. Some people get 20 or 30 years out of a can that way. We have about a hundred jokes just about beans.

[iamlucky13]

You don't have any hats in your closet that advertise feed stores.


Guess I must be a blueneck. All of my hats (until I was at least 15) came from the local tractor dealer. The feedstore sometimes gave out calenders, but never hats.