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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2007 4:41 pm
by paolo
two oh one wrote:
RickyRicardo wrote:K...you're gonna have to fill me in. What is a Brit "fanny", then?
In England, it's a whoopsie front bum.

I thought she was rollerblading and fell on her vag, making it sore.
And in Britain a bum is an ARSE, in case you didn't know

Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2007 4:43 pm
by relaks
LOL @ whoopsy front bum

Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2007 5:32 pm
by showguns
RickyRicardo wrote:
two oh one wrote:I think it's worse when I go back to England and somebody with a thick *insert region here* accent says 'ass' instead of 'arse' and then proceeds to insert a lot of valley girl 'likes' into their sentence. Yeeps.
"Like" is very infectious. I even have to stop myself from saying it all the time. It's pretty much become the new "ehhh" or "ummm", when you're thinking of the next thing to say.

Before you know it, all words will cease to exist, and we'll only communicate using "like"

"Like like like like like. Like like"
"Like like like, like like. Like like like like?"
we got jersey boys sounding like valley girls now. :lol: :lol: :lol:

Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2007 7:41 pm
by bnj
gravious wrote:
bnj wrote:i never got "trainers".
First designed as training shoes. Hence trainers.
you normally catch flights on the ol' aeroplanes too?
i feel weird calling them sneakers, though, so you do have me there.
i usually go by the brand name they are?
unless its a specific shoe,.. for instance,.. an ACTUAL trainer (think bo jacksons), deck shoes, lo top basketball shoe, blah blah balh...?


like,. for instance, one thing that drives me insane about shoes in the u.k,.. the best new balances ever, and having someone call a pair of 574/576's trainers. its a walking shoe!!

Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2007 11:19 pm
by pdomino
Sidewalk :?: .... pavement :lol:

Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2007 5:01 pm
by rekordah
seckle wrote: it's a homosexual! not a cigarette.
if the american word for homosexual is cigarette then your all a bunch of prejudice c*nts!

i consider american english as slang, english is english hence it being called ENGLISH!

Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2007 5:04 pm
by pk-
why is there no Ground Floor in american buildings?

or at least the ones i've been in

Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2007 6:04 pm
by Jennifer
pk- wrote:why is there no Ground Floor in american buildings?

or at least the ones i've been in
in big buildings instead of 'floor 1' for ground floor, it's just 'L' for lobby.

when i went to europe i pushed 1 a few times and ended up on what i'd normally consider 2nd floor.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Floor_numbering :lol:

Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2007 6:33 pm
by djshiva
Misk wrote:
cogi wrote: Not to say Americans are closed minded or bigoted
nah, just our government
i would respectfully have to disagree. there are plenty of idiot americans. try living in the middle of the country (you know...the place where everything goes red in every election), away from the coasts, and you get to see just how many.

our govt is just good at using that idiocy to its own ends.

Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2007 6:36 pm
by djshiva
RickyRicardo wrote:
two oh one wrote:I think it's worse when I go back to England and somebody with a thick *insert region here* accent says 'ass' instead of 'arse' and then proceeds to insert a lot of valley girl 'likes' into their sentence. Yeeps.
"Like" is very infectious. I even have to stop myself from saying it all the time. It's pretty much become the new "ehhh" or "ummm", when you're thinking of the next thing to say.

Before you know it, all words will cease to exist, and we'll only communicate using "like"

"Like like like like like. Like like"
"Like like like, like like. Like like like like?"
Like Lilly Like Wilson
By Taylor Mali
www.taylormali.com

I'm writing the poem that will change the world,
and it's Lilly Wilson at my office door.
Lilly Wilson, the recovering like addict,
the worst I've ever seen.
So, like, bad the whole eighth grade
started calling her Like Lilly Like Wilson Like.
Until I declared my classroom a Like-Free Zone,
and she could not speak for days.

But when she finally did, it was to say,
Mr. Mali, this is . . . so hard.
Now I have to think before I . . . say anything.

Imagine that, Lilly.

It's for your own good.
Even if you don't like . . .
it.

I'm writing the poem that will change the world,
and it's Lilly Wilson at my office door.
Lilly is writing a research paper for me
about how homosexuals shouldn't be allowed
to adopt children.
I'm writing the poem that will change the world,
and it's Like Lilly Like Wilson at my office door.

She's having trouble finding sources,
which is to say, ones that back her up.
They all argue in favor of what I thought I was against.

And it took four years of college,
three years of graduate school,
and every incidental teaching experience I have ever had
to let out only,

Well, that's a real interesting problem, Lilly.
But what do you propose to do about it?
That's what I want to know.

And the eighth-grade mind is a beautiful thing;
Like a new-born baby's face, you can often see it
change before your very eyes.

I can't believe I'm saying this, Mr. Mali,
but I think I'd like to switch sides.

And I want to tell her to do more than just believe it,
but to enjoy it!
That changing your mind is one of the best ways
of finding out whether or not you still have one.
Or even that minds are like parachutes,
that it doesn't matter what you pack
them with so long as they open
at the right time.
O God, Lilly, I want to say
you make me feel like a teacher,
and who could ask to feel more than that?
I want to say all this but manage only,
Lilly, I am like so impressed with you!

So I finally taught somebody something,
namely, how to change her mind.
And learned in the process that if I ever change the world
it's going to be one eighth grader at a time.