As you walk past your home, you decided to cross the threshold of a nearby farm. In the fields, you saw a man plowing his field. He turned his head to meet your gaze and then tipped his Stetson and gave you a charming smile.

"Howdy." The man said with a deep voice accompanied by an southern accent. "Name’s USA,” he remarked. the man began to fidget with his rake and tossed it onto the weeds. "Now tell me, what brings you to these parts?"