I thought about this subject, and how in what seems like no time I've gone to the old-guy side of this kind of debate...which in turn reminded me of one time twenty-some years ago.
First day on the summer job, tying steel on a large bridge construction job. As just-arrived college boy, I get the immediate prerequisite treatment. Big, older black dude speaks up loud enough for all to hear "I just got one question for you, boy...does you eat it?!" My answer ("Do fat girls fart?") seems to pass muster. A week later, the old guy sidles up and 'lows how he can't understand eatin' it...and even if he could, he wouldn't...'cause then his old lady would be onto him and his tomcattin' ways. I wonder whatever happened to the old guy we knew as "Bullshittin' Pete."