Some parts and some folks in the South "is kinda funny".
A couple years ago, I kept seeing a lime green 70 Challenger convertible across the street from my shop, at another shop.
One day when I had my 72 Charger out, I walked over, and trying to be neighborly, mention that I own the building across the street and (while gesturing at my Charger) am a Mopar guy, and is that your Challenger?
Guy says in a thick Southern drawl- "yooo're askin' some scary questions..."
I just threw up my arms and walked back across the street.
No Hi, good to meet you, seen your cars, too....nuthin' but that.
F him, and that's the last time I try to be neighborly to that jerk.