As a Jersey girl transplanted in Atlanta, I had to post this little story a friend sent to me ...
THE DIFFERENCE IF YOU MARRY A JERSEY GIRL
Three friends married women from different parts of the country.
The first man married a woman from Utah . He told her that she was to do the dishes and housecleaning.
It took a couple of days, but on the third day, he came home to see a clean house and dishes washed and put away.
The second man married a woman from Louisiana. He gave his wife orders that she was to do all the cleaning, dishes and the cooking.
The first day he didn't see any results, but the next day he saw it was better.
By the third day, he saw his house was clean, the dishes were done, and there was a huge dinner on the table.
The third man married a girl from New Jersey. He ordered her to keep the house cleaned, dishes washed, lawn mowed, laundry washed, and hot meals on the table for every meal.
He said the first day he didn't see anything, the second day he didn't see anything but by the third day, some of the swelling had gone down and he could see a little out of his left eye, and his arm was healed enough that he could fix himself a sandwich and load the dishwasher. He still has some difficulty when he pees.