Our Favorite Southern Slang

<p>[MUSIC] Bless your heart. [MUSIC] Y'all, will you go get me a buggy? She's throwing a hissy fit. I'm fixin' to. Now you all don't be bad-mouthing her. [MUSIC] Kyle's going, got himself three sheets to the wind. [MUSIC] Lord willing and the creek don't rise. [MUSIC] That child is the dickens. [MUSIC] That board looks all catty-corner. [MUSIC] Over yonder. [MUSIC] I reckon that'll be okay. [MUSIC] I got a mind to go fishing today. [MUSIC] Will you stop acting ugly? Boy, I'm about to tan your hide. Quit piddling around and get to work. Sounds to me like Brian's getting too big for his britches. [MUSIC] Momma is making me madder than a wet hen. [MUSIC] I am so stove up. [MUSIC] When I was knee-high to a grasshopper, that's how we did it. [MUSIC] He looks bout as nervous as a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs. [MUSIC] Well, it's six of one, half dozen of the other. Same thing. Ever since he got that car, he's been happy as a pig in mud. You know my pocketbook is [MUSIC] Woo I'm fat as a tick. [MUSIC] Yeah I went down there, I pitched a fit. [MUSIC] Jeez, this stinks to high heaven. [MUSIC] That DMV line's slow as molasses. Now make sure to mind your manners. I do declare. Hold your horses. I am fit to be tied. [MUSIC] She is just cute as a button. [MUSIC] Come on, don't get your feathers ruffled. [MUSIC] Okay, that dog won't hunt. [MUSIC] I don't have a dog in that fight. [MUSIC] Let it roll off of you like water off a duck's back. Honey, you are preaching to the choir. [MUSIC] Now, that's the pot calling the kettle black. [MUSIC] It's so hot out today, I'm sweating like a sinner in church. [MUSIC]</p>