Some guy has been nattering on for three years without delivering either the promised puppies or stories, and he thinks he deserves a roast? Notice how I am pointedly ignoring him.
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Oh, yeah? And you're in Texass. Texans don't have the privilege of knocking any other place in the universe, you know, it's a rule—the bunghole of the country has to acknowledge their sorry fate.
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With an Okie under each arm.
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And I grew up in Texas, mind you.
Yeah, but what other place is there?
I'll thank you to exclude the great city of Austin from your Texas-hatred. Not everyone down here in the Lone Star State is a benighted hick. Most, sure, but not all.