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Austin Powers in North Carolina

Okay, I know I’ve written about this before, but I never get tired of it.  Cracks me up every time.

I’m just glad that I learned right when I got here two years ago that “shagging” refers to a beach music dance that originated in South Carolina, because I’d always just understood the lewd way it was used in the Austin Powers movies, and the conversation I had today with a total stranger in line at Goodwill would have been a lot less funny and a lot more creepy.

I’m standing in line and a well-dressed gentleman of about 60 approaches.  He is carrying four or five Hawaiian-style shirts.

“Planning a trip to the beach?”  I joked.  I like to pass the time chatting with people in line, especially when the lady ahead of me had cleaned out the entire stock of cheap vases which forced the cashier to wrap each one in its own blanket of newspaper.

“Nope,” the man answered, looking down at his shirts.  Then he looked up at me.  “They’re for shagging.”  

I stifled a giggle.  “MMmmmm…” I said.

“Do you shag?”  he asked me.  I scanned his face, and it was completely straight, innocently awaiting my response.

“Uh, well, no, I haven’t had the chance yet.”  I swallow down a chuckle.  I am a veritable shagging virgin!  “But it’s definitely on my list of things to try.”

“Oh, you should.  Shagging is a lot of fun… and great exercise, too!”  

“MMmmmmm…” is all I can say as I purse my lips hard so as not to burst out laughing.

Have these people never heard of Austin Powers?  What if I’d just gotten off the boat from the West Coast?  A transcultural misunderstanding of horrific proportions might have come to pass.

Ahhh, good ol’ North Carolina.  We shag unashamedly here!  Out in the middle of the road, if we feel like it!  It’s a jolly tradition that is passed down from generation to generation here!  

At least he didn’t offer to give me a shagging lesson.  I’d’ve had to wollop him but good.

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