Good ol boy next to me was on his phone with relatives complaining. Can't even do this accent over text but it was like: "sumbichin' thunderstorm came up on us!" Solid gold, man. Cat's from Bogalusa. Look that up. The airport looks like a scene from The Terminal.
Ah, Bogalusa. My bunk mate in army basic training was a kid from Bogalusa. Great guy, but nobody's idea of an urbane, cosmopolitan type. The rich tapestry of American life can really be appreciated in an army barracks.