the last book I ever read (Don't Suck, Don't Die: Giving Up Vic Chesnutt by Kristin Hersh, excerpt four)

from Don't Suck, Don't Die: Giving Up Vic Chesnutt by Kristin Hersh:

One of your trademark squeals. “You’re a hick, too!”

“Not anymore. No okra in my yard.” I shifted on my stool, then remembered that I wasn’t supposed to move. “Thanks to Billy. If you marry a New Yorker, you get automatically classy.”

“Hicks are okay, I just don’t like okra,” Billy smiled. “Also, using the word ‘classy’ means you aren’t.”