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i know im minnesotan because. . .
Sunday, April 10, 2005 | 12:50 AM | Allegri
You call highways "freeways." (seriously, what is the difference?)

Snow tires came standard on your car.

You've never taken public transportation.

75% of your graduating high school class went to the University of Minnesota.

"Perkins" was the only hangout option in high school.

You assume when you say "The Cities" people know where you're talking about.

People from other states love to hear you say words with "o"s in them. (and "a"s too)

In a conversation you've heard someone say "yah sure, you betcha" and you didn't laugh. (sadly enough I have said it within the last 24 hours)

The only reason you go to Wisconsin is to get fireworks.

You're a loyal Target shopper.

You've frozen your tongue on a metal handrail before.

You wear shorts when it's 50 degrees outside in March, but you bundle up and complain in August when it goes below 60. (and a swim suit in the negatives!)

You have gone trick-or-treating in 3 feet of snow. (yeah what was it in, 1994?)

You've not only walked across a lake, you've driven across one.

Everyone you know has a cabin or, at least, access to one.

You keep the snow tires on your truck all year because it ain't worth taking them off for only two months.

Your local Dairy Queen is closed from December through February.

You know that everyone has a city preference -- Minneapolis or St. Paul. (St. Paul, all the way)

You can honestly claim Germanic / Scandinavian ancestors, and have been known to say "ya" instead of "yes" (guilty)

Upon seeing an ocean for the first time, you say, "Hey! That looks like Lake Superior!" (Lake Baikal, happens to look a lot like the North Shore...)

I know these can be severly annoying sometimes, but some moments; it is right on the spot. . . any other Minnesotans out there, that agree?