*Sigh*.
Tonight I happened to catch a bit of a cable news show that was crammed in between their packed programming schedule of ED commercials. In it two guys from Stephenville, TX were talking about a UFO sighting. They opened by saying, I kid you not, "We was in a field burning some debris..."
Riiiiiiiiight. "Debris."
Why has no one in the history of UFO sightings ever been able to grasp subject-verb agreement? I know I'm not the first or only to notice that propensity to see UFOs and amount of higher education are inversely proportionate, but... come on... Stephenville?! I've been to Stephenville. Let me assure you that UFOs aren't going there. Chili's won't even go there! Hell, Walmart almost didn't go there!
You've got to love it when people seem like they looked themselves up in the Big Book of Stereotypes™ and thought, "I could be that!" That's what the goofs they interviewed for this story looked like. They went for the "UFO-Sighting Redneck" entry in the Big Book of Stereotypes™ and dressed and acted accordingly.
It made me a little sad. That is all.

4 Cachinnations
That's it, we have to take our road trip to Stephenville as well as snook. First we eat chicken-fried bacon then we goes to see the UFO's
Posted on 1/21/2008
In your vast circle of friends and acquaintances does anyone believe in UFOs?
Posted on 1/22/2008
I'm not saying no one does. In fact, I'm pretty sure a few of them are UFOs. I'm just equally sure no UFOs visited Stephenville.
Posted on 1/22/2008
It gits better. Them there lights was dun seen in Penelope too! It happened on satter-dy.
SD
Posted on 1/22/2008