Man: Let me have some grits and a Coca Cola. Guy behind the counter: You must be from Georgia. Man: What the hell kinda stereotypical remark is that? If I walked in here and asked for a sausage, would you think I was Polish? Guy: No. Man: If I walked in here and asked for some Chow Mein, would you think I was Chinese? Guy: No. Man: If I walked in here and asked for some pizza, would you think I was Italian? Guy: No. Man: Then why in the hell do you think I’m from Georgia? Guy: Because this is a hardware store.