From here, with my commentary.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

• The middle of the road is the best place to stop your car and take pictures of the leaves! We like to complain about leaf peepers as much as we complain about the weather. We’re also sometimes uncertain why they’re taking pictures of the leaves and why, if they like them so much, they just don’t take them back with them.
• Who are those two guys that started that ice cream company? Ben and Jerry! We’re still sad that they sold out to Unilever.
• I’ll take all of my groceries in plastic bags, please. This is implying that Vermonters tend to go for paper bags, their own bags, or no bags, but I dispute this, having seen plastic bags in use ubiquitously.
  
• What’s your area code? ‘S’all 802, buddy.
• You should probably shave your beard. I guess we don’t remove our facial hair here?
• I wish more people would get married in rustic farm barns. “Rustic farm barns” is a tridundant phrase; we just call them “barns,” and they’re not some vintage shabby chic wedding destination in our view. If we’re talking wooden barns, those are the dilapidated structures all over the state that people either use as makeshift garages/sheds or just allow to slowly decompose by the side of the road.
• I’d love some vanilla soft serve. It’s a vanilla creemee, not “soft serve,” and local tradition decrees that it [and any other flavors] must be advertised via large, handmade wooden cutout of a creemee in a cone.
• I need something to put on my pancakes. Please pass the Aunt Jemima. We don’t use racist water, sweetened with high fructose corn syrup, here. We use what comes from sugar maples — so-called “REAL maple syrup,” the adjective being there to distinguish it from the swill that almost everyone else in the country counts as syrup.
• No, I don’t know any farmers. Most of us know farmers…
• You just moved here from Connecticut? Oh, you are definitely a Vermonter now. People who have moved here from out of state are called “flatlanders.” We tend not to consider people Vermonters unless they were born here, along with their parents, etc.
• I bought so much stuff at Target today! We have no frickin’ Targets in this state, but plenty of Wal-Marts. What gives, Target?
• There is no such thing as Champ the Lake Monster. We take our cryptid seriously.
• I don’t own any flannel. Better statement: “I don’t dress in layers.”
• Did you see that great billboard advertisement on I-89? We don’t have billboards in the state, so we always experience the shock of their ugliness whenever we cross the borders.
• I never run into anyone I know! Vermont: a small town cleverly masquerading as a state.
• I’ll pass on the craft beer; just toss me another Bud. Microbreweries proliferate.
• I’ve never met anyone who smokes weed. I guess it’s ubiquitous, like real maple syrup.
• I don’t eat organic food. I guess it’s ubiquitous, like real maple syrup.
• This restaurant only serves local, farm to table food? No thanks. Locavore and farm-to-table movements have great support here, to the extent where we assume that all locally based restaurants should participate.
• What’s a fiddlehead? It’s the unripe, rolled-up frond of certain types of fern, edible steamed or in salad.
• Vermon-T. We swallow the T and insert a glottal stop.
• Moun-T-ain. Insert glottal stop instead.
• Spring is the season that comes right after winter. Nope, that’s mud season.
  
• The weather here is so predictable. The only thing predictable is that we complain about it.
• Rain in January? Yes! January is statistically our cold month; though we may have some rain for January thaw [or at least we did when our weather was more regular], we tend to get lots of snow then.
• You have gluten intolerance? Good luck finding a restaurant to eat at. We apparently have lots of gluten-free options.
  
• We are proud supporters of the University of Vermont football team! UVM doesn’t have one. We’re all about hockey instead.
• You’re from New Jersey? Wow, that’s so cool! Flatlanders…! >_>
• Let’s leave the beer brewing to the professionals. See statement on Bud.
  
• Let’s go to Stowe for an inexpensive weekend getaway. Stowe is not cheap at all!
• I’ll just quickly run into the store and grab what I need. I won’t talk to anyone, promise. See “small town” comment.
• No more kale! “Eat more kale!” [Corollary: HISSSSSSSSSSS to Chick-Fil-A.]
• The leaf peepers are leaving for the season? Nooooooooo! See comment on taking pictures of leaves.
• I wish my neighbors lived closer. They live so close that they won’t go away.
• I hate that we have to drive so far to go hiking. Getting anywhere is pretty much a hike.
• Let’s move to Massachusetts! Some of us moved to get away from Massachusetts and have no desire to return.
• I think I’ll just stay inside all weekend. We tend to like to frolic outside.
• It’s snowing out, looks like school is going to be closed. Snow does not necessarily guarantee school closure; lots of ice and crappy back roads, however, tend to shut it down.
• What’s Town Meeting Day? It’s when the local government gets stuff done.
• Phish got started in Vermont? I had no idea. We tend to have some idea.
• I sure wish there were more Subarus in this parking lot. Four-wheel drives like Subarus really help in the winter.
• People go on vacation here? Really? Why? Some of us have deep, unreasoning love for this state.
• The air is so dirty. I guess it’s cleaner than other places, but it’s really not that great over all.
• This state has nothing going for it; I think it’s time to leave. “Deep, unreasoning love.”
• Bernie who? The politician we’ve all been on a first-name basis with since the 1980s.