For the most part…not that I don’t still enjoy an obscure three hour film about a starving artist from time to time.
Oh that’s cool I guess. Savannah is about as agreeable as you can get. It’s kind of your quintessential “Ronnie I’m going to brunch with the mom squad so can you please drive the kids to lacrosse” town.
I find you must have the taste for them at the right moment, or they can all seem the same on occasion.
Unfortunately, I do not know any Ronnies, and I have no children to take to lacrosse, so I cannot fulfill this stereotype. But I imagine if I did, I would end up speaking that way, too. Have you always lived here?










