More Southern Sass

Heard a couple of new ones the (at least new to me).

Apparently, when one Southerner is presenting a truly terrible plan to another, we’re supposed to just smile politely and say, “That dog won’t hunt.” Translation: bless your heart, but absolutely not. Honestly, it might become my new motto. I can almost see it embroidered on a pillow.

And then there’s the classic: “Sweatin’ more than a sinner in church.”
Now that one makes perfect sense to me. With some of the behaviors I’ve seen of late, sweatin’ is the least of the concerns.

Let’s be honest, there’s no sass like Southern sass. We can bless your heart, shut you down, and offer you pie—all in the same sentence.