Two retired sisters from Ohio were on a road trip, taking their time and enjoying the scenery across the South. They had snacks in the car, country music on the radio, and plenty to chat about.
As they drove through Texas, they kept seeing signs for a town called Nacogdoches. Before long, they started arguing about how on earth you’re supposed to pronounce it.
One sister insisted the “g” was silent and the ending sounded like “cheese.” The other said it must be a soft “j” sound, with the ending pronounced “shay.”
Every time another road sign appeared, the debate started all over again. Neither one was willing to back down, and it got more serious with every mile.
Finally, they reached the town itself, and one sister said, “That’s it, we’re settling this. Let’s stop somewhere and ask a local how to say it properly.”
They pulled into a small fast-food place and walked up to the counter to order lunch. After paying, one sister smiled and said, “Excuse me, could you help us with something?”
“We’ve been arguing about how to pronounce the name of this place for over an hour. Would you mind saying it out loud for us… nice and slow?”
The young man behind the counter looked at them, paused for a moment, then nodded. Very slowly and clearly, he said, “Burrr… ger… King.”
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