Government in the Deep South
Every once in a while, you will run across one of those people who belongs in a movie somewhere. My government professor is one of those people. He embodies SO many stereotypes! He is an older man, a former mayor, lawyer, judge, and Senate person. He was born and raised in Mississippi and he SOUNDS like it! I have to tell you, there are days when we accomplish NO government, but listening to his stories and idions is worth the tuition fees. I have decided to include a few of them here for your enjoyment, but be forewarned…THIS SEGMENT CONTAINS PROFANITY!! Please do not be offended. Just step back, read through these comments, and laugh!
“I coulda chewed wire and spit nails”. I’m telling you…this guy has some of the most interesting outbursts for his anger. And he is angry a LOT! 🙂
And this is one of my FAVORITES! But it takes a little explaining…See, he was telling us about a judge from his past that had a knack for being sneaky and underhanded. His name was Jarmel, and this professor HATED him…”Two years later, I heard that Jarmel had gone back to New Jersey and the old bastard died……..Things have a way of working out”. Then, he turns around and walks back to the front of the room and pauses…”Crooked Bastard”.
One of my friends in the class has started keeping track of the random words that he spits out throughout our lectures as well. There are many. Including “Jicky”. Everything is jicky. If you get drunk, you’re jicky.
Or how about, “High as a Georgia Pine from drinkin’ wine”.
“Here’s one that’ll jump and grab ya’ by the tender parts”
Then, there was the time he was telling us how to deal with a police officer who pulled one of us over unfairly. He told us to look him in the eye and say, “I’m fixin’ to file a formal complaint against yo’ tired ass……no, don’t tell him that”.
Anyway, just thought I would share with you a little bit more about my life.