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It's the little details of Minnesotan attitude that make it so readable and funny to me, one of those things one either loves or hates.  Like this:

The son-in-law of the middle-aged Minnedota woman ghost is eating a huge spread of chips, beer, pizzas, dip, liver sausage, and BLTs, and she thinks,

"Her son-in-law had never seemed so alien to [her] at this moment.  To have made such a pig of himself at some grocery store and to not have yielded to a single sweet.  No cookies, no ice cream, no Sara Lee cake- it seemed perverse and unnatural."

Hee.