"The last time I worked in the South, I worked in Knoxville, Tennessee. It's about 1957 in Knoxville. I drove down, and I got lost...and I was driving around the outskirts of Knoxville, which is redundant...

I pulled into a town I couldn't believe still existed in the eighties. A dusty, dirt road, a little old wooden store that actually said "General Store", and that was it. There was a little old man sitting in front of the store in a rocking chair...
I said to him, "What do you folks do around here?"
He said, "We don't do nothin' but hunt n' phuck."
I said, "What do you hunt?"
He said, "Somethin' to phuck." "