"Ooh! Look at me. I'm making people happy. "I'm the magical man from Happy Land, in a gumdrop house on Lollipop Lane." Oh, by the way, I was being sarcastic."
"Well, duh."
We can't bust heads like we used to, but we have our ways. One trick is to tell them stories that don't go anywhere, like the time I caught the ferry over to Shelbyville...
Regional accents are close to extinction within this generation, when we find a young specimen in the wild it's like spotting a bald eagle in central park