
Indeed. The things that made Johnny Cougar so proud. It might be added that they mash the grains that make our booze and cook the pseudoephedrine that makes our methamphetamine. Not a whole lot of big city folks doing that.
I come from a smallish town, a hick from the sticks of the great Northwest. So I was bursting with pride as I watched 30 Rock's tribute to us salt-of-the-earth types.
Now I'm going to make me a Carp Po' Boy with Extra Chuckle ('that piece of the pig between the tail and the anus') and hit the hay, small-town style.