By Dink NeSmith
Published on Thursday, July 22, 2010 - 1:04pm |
As sure as a South Georgia boy shows up for the second grade snaggle-toothed, he’s going to have a nickname. I didn’t have to wait that long. Before Big Dink ever saw that I had his blue eyes, I was destined to be Little Dink.
Monikers are as Southern as sweet tea. Just ask George Irvin Perdue III. Don’t know him? Sure you do. He’s the governor of Georgia. Sonny knows that he, like me, could have been tagged Bo, Buster, Bubba, Booger, Hoss, Rooster, Pig, Catfish, Turkey, Cooter, Pork Chop, Jet, Fuzzie, Skeeter, Speck, Slim, Chubby, Peanut, Toad or Frog.