A Bama fan and Vols fan were old friends (I know, but it could happen.) Their families were vacationing together in New York City. As the two families were walking along the street, the Vols fan's wife reminded him they needed to pick up some groceries for supper.
They all walk into a store and the Vols fan walks up the the counter and says to the clerk, "I need some maters and some taters."
The clerk smiles and says, "You must be from Tennessee."
Floored, the Vols fan says, "Yeah, how'd you know?"
"Your accent gave it away," was the reply.
Having procured the desired maters and taters, they left the store but the Bama family was amazed how the clerk knew where the Vols fan was from just by his accent. As they walked on down the street past another store, the bama fan's wife said, "Go in that store and see if the clerk can guess where you're from by your accent, too."
The bama fan strolls confidently up to the clerk and announces, "I need some maters and some taters."
The clerk smiles and says, "You must be from Alabama."
Satisfied he's one-upped the Vols fan, the bama fan says, "You guessed it from my accent, right?"
The clerk replied simply, "No, moron, you're in a hardware store."