How to communicate with mid-westerners as a blue state Yankee?

[Perknose]

This thread is now about depicting the details of the following scenario:

Bober and F-beat, three hours in, bump into each other at the open bar of a wedding reception.

It's hard to say, as there were no security cameras in the stairwells or men's room (or woman's room, for that matter), but a wide range of recreational drugs may also have been consumed.

Also, 10 inches of snow have fallen since the reception began, and everyone is going to have stay in the grange hall overnight. :biggrin:

Paint that picture, folks! Extra points for creative dialog and vivid detail! :biggrin:

 

[touchstone]

inb4 homoerotic

 

[SlitheryDee]

FB: Man this party sucks. I got a manhattan at the bar and they didn't use my favorite vermouth. People keep talking to me. I hate that. Speaking of which, why are you here?

BF: I'm lovin' this party. It's great to have a few miller high life's and catch up with all the folks. How about this weather. Looks like we'll be her awhile. Bet a beloved patriot like you hates snow.

FB: What did you just call me? Nevermind I'm supposed to ignore racial slurs while I'm here. Anyway, I'm fine with snow when it isn't keeping me trapped in hick land. What kind of music is this? Why don't they play anything I like? I complained to the DJ, but he said he doesn't have Loosid in his catalog.

BF: Seems pretty lucid to me. You too big city for country music? Bet you like to read too. I read a book once. Not for me.

FB: You read a book...once. Yeah I think I'll slide over to the bar and see if they dug up any bitters. I'm craving a vieux carre. Is it too much to hope that these bumpkins will know what that is?

BF: Probably. Speaking of sliding, is that the electric slide going on at the dance floor? You go sulk at the bar. Imma go scoot a boot. Yeehaw!

FB: Jesus...

 

[HomerJS]

Take them on a tour of Fox News HQ. They'll kiss your ass for the duration of the visit.

 

[BoberFett]

This thread is now about depicting the details of the following scenario:

Bober and F-beat, three hours in, bump into each other at the open bar of a wedding reception.

It's hard to say, as there were no security cameras in the stairwells or men's room (or woman's room, for that matter), but a wide range of recreational drugs may also have been consumed.

Also, 10 inches of snow have fallen since the reception began, and everyone is going to have stay in the grange hall overnight. :biggrin:

Paint that picture, folks! Extra points for creative dialog and vivid detail! :biggrin:

Bonus points for working in the following:

* A relative on the bride's side who's a professional magician
* A kitchen gadget
* The nickname "Hoss"