-{Sunday Night at Home}-

Clancy: This job I’m looking at says this town is like Mayberry. Where’s Mayberry?

Trumwill: I think in the Carolinas somewhere. I’m not sure they ever said.

Clancy: Huh?

Trumwill: Wait, you do know what Mayberry is, right?

Clancy: A town somewhere? In the Carolinas? I mean, I’ve heard of it from somewhere.

Trumwill: Like the Andy Griffith Show?

Clancy: The what?

-{Yesterday at Work}-

Trumwill: I discovered something disturbing today.

Coworker: Oh, yeah?

Trumwill: Yeah, my wife didn’t know what Mayberry was.

Coworker: Mayberry?

Trumwill: Yeah. Mayberry.

Coworker: Is that some sort of fruit or something?

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7 Responses to I Live Amongst Pod People

  1. a_c says:

    Hey, I had to look it up.

  2. Peter says:

    Mayberry indeed was ostensibly in the Carolinas. Which created a bit of awkwardness when there were occasional outdoor scenes, as the arid California hills could be seen in the background.

  3. Jason P. says:

    Haha! I get that kinda stuff all the time at work, too.

  4. Barry says:

    Mayberry was the fictional version of the town of Mt. Airey, NC – close to Raleigh and I believe the home town of Andy Griffith. That’s off the top of my head – I’ll look it up and make a correction if it’s not.

    Inaccurate geography is not so obvious in the B&W episodes, but more so in the color. But then, nobody in their right mind watches the color episodes anyway, so it doesn’t really matter 🙂

    I love that show.

  5. Peter says:

    It may have been one of my favorite shows in my younger days, but the Dukes of Hazzard had to be the ultimate in terms of geographical inaccuracy. It was full of outdoor scenes, and it was obvious to even the most casual observer that the scenes were not filmed anywhere near the show’s ostensible Southern location.

  6. Abel says:

    Start singing the following and see what she does:

    Well, now, take down your fishin’ pole and meet me at The Fishin’ Hole,
    We may not get a bite all day, but don’t you rush away.

    What a great place to rest your bones and mighty fine for skippin’ stones,
    You’ll feel fresh as a lemonade, a-settin’ in the shade.

    Whether it’s hot, whether it’s cool, oh what a spot for whistlin’ like a fool.

    What a fine day to take a stroll and wander by The Fishin’ Hole,
    I can’t think of a better way to pass the time o’ day.

    We’ll have no need to call the roll when we get to The Fishin’ Hole,
    There’ll be you, me, and Old Dog Trey, to doodle time away.

    If we don’t hook a perch or bass, we’ll cool our toes in dewy grass,
    Or else pull up a weed to chaw, and maybe set and jaw.

    Hangin’ around, takin’ our ease, watchin’ that hound a-scratchin’ at his fleas.

    Come on, take down your fishin’ pole and meet me at The Fishin’ Hole,
    I can’t think of a better way to pass the time o’ day.

  7. SFG says:

    It’s a Southern thing, no? Mayberry RFD? Andy Griffith? Old show about Southern rural life that got killed in the ‘rural purge’ of the early 70s when they wanted to make more money by catering to urban customers?

    (Remember that episode of the Simpsons where they go to the TV producers’ office and one goes, “I have an idea! Let’s make a show about a young…single working woman…in the city!” All the others congratulate him on having a great, original idea.)

    Stuff like this is why I am deadly terrified of leaving the Northeast.

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