A man who was born, reared, and educated in New York took a job
in Alabama after college. He liked Alabama so much that
he stayed, married, and had a family. When his widowed father
retired, he invited him to move to a nice retirement community
near him. His father, tired of the cold New York winters,
decided to give it a try.
After a month of living in the retirement community, he and his
son were having dinner together and the son asked, "Dad, how
do you like living in the South after all those years in New
York?"
"Well, son," he replied. "I like it a lot. The people are
really friendly and everyone seems to have a nickname. For
instance, Tom is called "The Mechanic" by everyone in spite
of the fact that it's been over 20 years since he's worked
on a car. And Bill has not practiced medicine for at least
15 years, but everyone still calls him "Doc."
"So, Dad, do you have a nickname?"
"Yes, I do. Even though I have not had sex in the 10 years
since your mother died, everyone refers to me as that
"Fucking Yankee."
