They are crazy as hell coon asses that hunts gators in Louisiana. Are you really that surprised?

I remember the first summer I spent in southeastern Louisiana as a kid with my cousins at Granny's house. I got sent to the principals office everyday when school started back home in Alabama. I was saying cuss words I've never heard before or knew what they meant. I'll never forgot the look on my teachers face one day when I said " you #%^ damn right " or the beating I got when Daddy got home from work.