Malarkey, boy. I lived in Longview for a few years and the men I worked and partied with called me "boy" as often as I called them "boy, which was every day. The only time any mudholes got stomped in anybody's butts were when some body intentionally started a fight. That was almost never accomplished with words. You're from Illinois, ain't you? How do you like Houston?
BTW, I'm not a Southern party member and I love this country. Try to keep your lies to a minimum before you pass out. Boy.