Hi Steve
I think we have enough room for one more Steve and then we'll have to draw the line. It's getting complicated already with Steve B, Steve W, Steve H and myself, Steve P.
Never realised that Steve was such a popular name, or is it some nomenclaturial genetic attraction to Tobago?
Steve B wrote:I am from the Missouri Ozarks, so I have always heard a bit of teasing about being a hillbilly. I am not sure what that would equate to in the U.K. but certain someone will make an analogy for me.
I guess the closest UK equivalent to hillbilly is
Country bumkin or
yokel.
They are often characterised in film and on TV by a short, well-rounded man, wearing a floppy hat, a smock and trousers with twine tied around the knees or ankles (to stop the rats running up the legs when hay making). Our stereotypical Yokel will usually have a stem of wheat hanging out of the corner of his mouth and his response to any statement, to which he is in agreement, is - Oooo Arrrr!
We even have a 'comedy' pop band called based in the West country called
The Wurzels (named after a root vegetable), who have had chart success with such classics as
Drink up thee cider,
I've got a brand new combined harvester (a parody of
I've got a brand new bicycle) and that all-time classic
Where be that blackbird? - I knows where 'e be.
A typical country bumkin joke would be -
A guy is driving down a country lane in his open-top sports car and comes to a stream crossing the road.
Unsure of the depth, he approaches cautiously and then spots a Yokel sat on fence, chewing on a stem of corn.
Excuse me my good man - shouts the driver.
How deep is this stream?
Mmmm - let me see now - ponders the yokel.
'tis very shallow. I reckon it'd be no more 'n' six inches deep.
Only six inches you say? - queries the car driver.
Ooooo Arrrrr - no more than that sir (yokels are always very polite)
So the sports car driver selects first gear, drops the clutch and in a cloud of tyre smoke hits the stream at 50mph.
Water pours in over the top of the doors and fills the car as the engine slutters and dies.
The driver of the sports car is dumfounded.
Climbing out of the now submerged car he angrily shouts at the yokel - I thought you said the stream was shallow. It's at least three feet deep!
'Tis odd that sir.
I can't understand it 'cause the water usually only comes 'alf way up our ducks.
You don't have to be mad to appreciate the British sense of humour - but if you are - it helps
Now we don't know how to live without a dog so we will have "a baby" this fall. Actually he has born today!!!!! So it'll be 8 weeks and he's ours.