"So where are you headed to?"
"Oh, I'm goin' to a weddin'."
"Where at?"
"Minnesota and I-wah."
"Your accent is adorable."
"Um... thanks."
"I wish I had a twang."
"Ok. Can you turn your air down?"
And so went the conversation of the St. Cloud woman and myself on a plane bound to Minnesota. We all know what twang means, "redneck". I personally like to believe I sound like an angelic Carrie Underwood-esque Carolina belle, rather than a back country hick. But according to the general population of America... apparently I don't.
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