You Ain't From Around Here ...

A young man walks into a rural bar in Georgia and orders a Grape Nehi. Wary, the bartender looks around and says, "You ain't from around here ... just whare you from, boy?"

"Uh, Pennsylvania," the boy stutters, realizing he may be in the wrong place at the wrong time.

"And just what do you do, up in Pennsylvania?"

"I'm a taxidermist."

"A taxi ... a taxidermist ... what the hell is a taxidermist?"

Badly scared now, the boy can barely get it out: "I mount dead animals."

The bartender beams and shouts to the bar full of Bama fans: "It's OK, boys! He's one of us!"