(It might help you understand this story if you imagine it spoken in the accent of a hillbilly from the southern U.S.A.).
“This can’t be,” I says. “Messiahs don’t get born in places like this,” I says. “If this is the way it happens,” I says, “then everything I know about God and kings and shepherds and Galileans is all upside down. I will have to relearn everything!”
And the wife, she gives me one of her looks and says, “Exactly! Exactly!”