. . . it's handy if I get caught doing anything inappropriate - I can always just play the "dumb tourist" card and get away with it.
This was true for me when I lived in Kentucky for six years. Once I was stopped by a police officer for driving through the parallel parking spots on the side of the road. I acted shocked and told him, "In North Carolina, the parallel parking is marked with painted lines on the road. That's why I didn't know I was driving through parking spaces."
Of course it was a lie--I was trying to use that lane to get ahead of a very slow senior citizen--but he bought it. Result? No ticket, not even a written warning.
Back to accents: I can appreciate most accents except those that contain mumbles, swallowed sounds, or
de rigeur asinine posturing.
NCbear (who likes best of all the northern Virginia old money accent, expressed best by the character "van Pelt"--"the President's National Security Advisor"--in the movie version of
The Hunt for Red October)