Comments on: Rossmiller pursues “y’all” – Day 2

By: op99

op99 — Fri, 07 Mar 2008 00:25:20 +0000

Madge @ 4: I love My Cousin Vinny. How about Marissa Tomei’s immortal “Oh my Gawd, what a f*ckin’ nightmayah” in Brooklynese?

By: lotus

lotus — Wed, 05 Mar 2008 18:36:19 +0000

Okay, here’s a whole ‘nother possibility from a reader:

Rossmiller forgot the "implied other " form of y’all that I am very familiar with here. So, if a husband shows up with a dish, for example, even if his name is Wolfgang Puck, if his wife isn’t with him when he makes the delivery, the thank you for "y’all going to all that trouble " is familial inclusive of those who are not there. It’s the representative inclusive declination.

Da-ang, huh? Could this be this Rossmiller’s second example in sheep’s clothing — “refer[ring] to the accused, who was there by himself, and to additional criminal conspirators who were not present”?

By: DeltaNative

DeltaNative — Wed, 05 Mar 2008 17:08:59 +0000

I suspect NMC saw Dickie gritting his teeth as Balducci testified against him.

By: Mary

Mary — Wed, 05 Mar 2008 17:07:48 +0000

I’ve seen someones with grits in their teeth(s).

By: magnolia

magnolia — Wed, 05 Mar 2008 17:03:06 +0000

NMC// While awake? Its grits as in all night long ,my grandson grits his teeth , like his grandmother who inherited it from her father.

By: NMC

NMC — Wed, 05 Mar 2008 16:17:17 +0000

I’ve seen someone grit their teeth.

By: Madge

Madge — Wed, 05 Mar 2008 16:01:36 +0000

best line in a movie – My Cousin Vinny – “I have just never actually seen a grit before”

By: NMC

NMC — Wed, 05 Mar 2008 15:44:55 +0000

This is going to eventually deteriorate into a debate about whether it’s proper usage to consider grits plural or singular.

By: lotus

lotus — Wed, 05 Mar 2008 14:13:26 +0000

Prolly she’s a New Yorker too, wooabby — working from a script. Bet they don’t know how to do decent grits there, either. That’s okay — we eat hashbrowns too.

By: wooabby

wooabby — Wed, 05 Mar 2008 14:07:07 +0000

Lotus, Thankyou for my continuing education on all things southern. Question: When I stand up at the local southern diner (alone), push away my empty breakfast plate (except for the untouched grits) and the waitress says “Y’all come back now, hear!”, is she a real southern waitress or a fake? Perhaps she immediately pegs me as a New Yorker and says what I want to hear while snickering to her friends once I leave.