A New Jersey high-school friend and I were hitchhiking south, heading for Miami. We were somewhere near Jacksonville when a guy pulled over, told us he was heading all the way to Key West...great! But I couldn't let well enough alone. For as soon as we jumped in I decided for some adolescent jerkoff reason to pretend to be a southerner, adopting a fairly broad yokel accent.

It was experimental theatre -- I was portraying some shitkicker from Georgia or Alabama or southern Texas (I didn't know the difference) with a hope of getting away with it. Something about persuading the driver that ...

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