Ralph Reed -- because evangelism trumps sanity
Sure enough, when I went home to Savannah recently? Ralph Reed signs on the entrances to both of my brothers' subdivisions--as well as all over town.
See? SEE?!
That's why I make the face I make, and I involuntarily give a moments' hesitation in responding when anyone says, "You're from Savannah? Ohhhhh, I loooove Savannah!"
It is nice to look at, but once you scractch the surface, eewww. and Scary.
Maybe that's harsh.
See? SEE?!
That's why I make the face I make, and I involuntarily give a moments' hesitation in responding when anyone says, "You're from Savannah? Ohhhhh, I loooove Savannah!"
It is nice to look at, but once you scractch the surface, eewww. and Scary.
Maybe that's harsh.
posted by maryk at 5:33 PM
3 Comments:
Not really. Savannah might be a nice place to visit, but I wouldn't want to live there. There's too much crime, these days.
savannah is the soul of the south, and if you can't handle it, move to france or the kurils.
the Kuriles? No thank you. Japanese and Russians breathing down my neck? No thank you. have you tried Japanese food? They don't cook it. Noooo thanks. France? are you kidding me? not til they grow some balls and start making some decent wine. and toast. p.s. there's a restaurant in savannah that went through their menu and crossed through "french" on everything to replace with freedom. thank you?
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