Socks are only for bowling.
Anything under 70 degrees is chilly.
You know that anything under a Category 3 hurricane just isn’t worth waking up for.
You dread lovebug season.
You’re younger than thirty, but some of your friends are over 65.
You never use an umbrella because the rain will be over in five minutes.
A good parking place has nothing to do with distance from the store, but everything to do with shade.
Your winter coat is made of denim.
You can tell the difference between fire ant bites and mosquito bites.
You are on a first-name basis with hurricanes. They aren’t Hurricane Charley or Hurricane Frances. You know them as Andrew, Charley, Frances, Ivan…
You know what a snowbird is and when they’ll leave.
You think a six-foot alligator is actually pretty average.
“Down South” means Key West.
Flip-flops are everyday wear. Shoes are for business meetings and church, but you HAVE worn flip-flops to church before.
You have a drawer full of bathing suits, but only one sweatshirt.
You get annoyed at tourists who feed seagulls.
A mountain is any hill 100 feet above sea level.
You know the four seasons are: hurricane season, lovebug season, tourist season, and summer.
You’ve hosted a hurricane party.
You can pronounce Okeechobee, Kissimmee, Withlacoochee, Thonotosassa, and Micanopy.
You understand why it’s better to have a friend with a boat, than have a boat yourself.
You were 25 when you first met someone who couldn’t swim.
You’ve worn shorts and used the A/C on Christmas and New Years.
You recognize Miami-Dade as “Northern Cuba.”
