although I'm actually from a small town outside of Springfield, all of these made me smile with a bit of nostalgia this morning (especially after the crazy changing weather we've had here in SF the past couple days...I miss thunder!)
You know you're from Springfield, MO when...
you take out-of-town guests to Bass Pro Shops.
your high school had more pickup trucks than cars.
you still have to think every time someone says MSU.
you knew someone you went to school with/dated/taught/worked with Brad Pitt.
you've crashed other schools' proms.
you started watching "The Bachelor" second season.
you've bought live bait at a local gas station.
the concept of numbered streets is totally foreign to you.
you know which restaurant owner invented cashew chicken, and you debate where to get the best.
when someone mentions minorities, you think they're talking about underage drinking.
your whole town stood outside watching tornados rather than taking shelter.
road construction and lake levels lead the local news.
you go to the park at 3pm to enjoy a sunny day, and by 3:05 you're running for cover from the thunderstorms.
you can count all the escalators in town on one hand.
you mark significant events by which ice storm it was closest to.
you can throw a rock from any corner and hit either a church or a chinese restaurant.
you only know who Robert Franklin Stroud, John Gotti, Larry Flynt, and Manuel Noriega are because they were patients at the federal prison medical center, and you cheered when Johnny Sack died on The Sopranos because you knew the place.
you cruised Battlefield.
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