I have known a few southerners whose expertise in cursing elevated the practice to an art form.
To reach this level of perfection one must start very young and have it passed down generationally.
An old biker buddy of mine with roots in the appalachian mountains had such a son who became proficient at a young age.
His name was Drew and I know for a fact the first words he ever spoke were not baba, momma or dada.
Once while watching a horrific multiple car/truck/big rig mega pile-up crash on TV, the dirty faced little 4 year old with eyes and mouth wide open in amazement uttered the words "holy shit".
The words rolled off his tongue as natural as juicy sweet sap from a maple tree in the fall...I looked on in awe and knew I was witnessing a master at the art of cursing and he was still just a child.
I cuss like a sailor, but I don't know what my accent is, people always ask me and I dont know.