Don't be foolish

All,

My co-worker was talking to me today and, in his southern ignorance, said the exact thing you do not say to an Iowan.

"Iowa? They are potatoes, right?"

No, not right. Not right at all. In a million years that will not be right. I feel bad for you spewing out all the not-rightness. Even a quarter teaspoon of that not-right, once applied to the skin, will eventually make it's way to your stomach causing you to cry, "There is something not right with my belly". You'll have to turn only left from now on, because all your directions will be not-right but left. Gee, I wonder what your political affiliation is? It's probably not-(far)right.

So I says to this bozo, "South Carolina, eh? The Badlands are pretty sweet."