It’s regionally specific as all get-out, but the line that cracked me up most, by far, in Danny McBride’s The Foot Fist Way comes when his philandering, kinda trashy wife explains her transgressions at an office party thusly: “I got really drunk… like, Myrtle Beach drunk.” For those who’ve never ventured to the South Carolina beach town, it has a not entirely unearned reputation as sort of a dodgier, even more neck-burnt Fort Lauderdale — ergo its embrace as a preeminent spring break nesting spot for gum-smacking North and South Carolina high schoolers.
Err, yep– that line rings regionally true.