A Tennessee Farmer had an Arkansas kid helping him out one day. As the drove past a store the Farmer said he needed some supplies. He stops, they go in. He tells the man behind the counter that he needs "some maters, some taters, and some nanners".

"You must be from Tennessee" says the shopkeeper. And they talked a bit about this and that.

When they returned to the truck, the kid asked "How did he know you're from Tennessee?" The farmer said "by the way I talk, I suppose."

The kid wasn't sure and wanted to check it out. So, he had the farmer stop at the next store, went in and said to the man behind the counter "I need some maters, some taters, and some nanners."

"You must be from Arkansas" said the shopkeeper.

"How'd you know that?" said the kid.

"Son, this is a hardware store"

(Sorry, Arkie. Maybe I should pick on Mississippi)