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(, Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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I've developed a thing for European accents on women, particularly Eastern European/Russian. (Though conversely, despite having had a thing for Asian women for far longer, the stereotypically squeaky voices do grate dreadfully)
I've tried to be understanding with regional accents, because, depressing though the West Midlands diction is to listen to, they can't really help it. Cockney however, gets on my wick, but not quite as much as fake cockney, and then not quite as much as whatever the juddery fuck that "rudeboi" accent's supposed to be. The latter fucks me right off, not least of all because it's so fucking affected.
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 14:50, 3 replies, latest was 16 years ago)
telling people they're all going to die.
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 14:53, Reply)
"Eh up, fookin' 'ell, this plane's about to crash."
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 14:55, Reply)
it's awful.
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(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 14:56, Reply)
Suspect the former might look better on the CV, but the latter could be a hell of a lot more fun. Especially if I can sneak my Brian Blessed impression into it just at a crucial moment where the listener is likely to spaff.
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 15:00, Reply)
let's hope she doesn't google herself on a regular basis
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 15:00, Reply)
veritable flagpole. He scratched hungrily at the fabric of his taut trousers as her breasts trembled in her 34D cup bra. As she leaned closer to him he threw caution to the wind and unsheathed his spam javelin, thrashing it around like a man urgently trying to signal "Oh, yes!" in semaphore.
Then he totally did her up the arse so hard there was a bit of undigested sweetcorn on the end of his nob and his mum came and left them both a cup of tea when it sounded like they'd finished. Needless to say, this actually happened.
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 15:07, Reply)
b3taporn.
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 15:09, Reply)
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 15:10, Reply)
That sounds worrying.
(edit - maybe Nick Parsons for the last sentence, too.)
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 15:11, Reply)
sighed in satiation, and her magnificent breasts heaved. "That certainly hit a spot," she said with aristocratic relish in her voice.
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 15:12, Reply)
for 'Torchwood,' after Russell T "I'm so gay and Welsh" Davis complained that the Welsh people didn't sound Welsh enough for his target audience of Welsh Gays.
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 15:16, Reply)
since a nice firm bit of sliced bread
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 15:21, Reply)
I'll find a way to say "sliced bread" that will have gentlemen spaffing spontaneously in their pants and ladies paddling their pink canoe as though they had unexpectedly drifted into white-water rapids.
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 15:23, Reply)
I will not be held responsible for any side effects you may experience in the process.
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 15:25, Reply)
though Stephen Fry might be annoyed that his venerable talents have not been put to use
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 15:29, Reply)
We would hightlight interesting bits of news in the papers and then go into a sound booth to read them and copy onto a load of cassettes.
Then we would go for dinner and get stoned.
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 15:29, Reply)
an innocent Lancashire lass somewhere in the book, and you have prior experience, do join in
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 15:32, Reply)
in a suprise reversal of Lady Chatterly's Lover. Swept off his feet by her powerful arms
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 15:33, Reply)
as he realised what a superb view of her shapely buttocks he had from the secure position of her fireman's lift.
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 15:36, Reply)
'Alreet soir," she said huskily. "It woon't be a cup of tea you'll want arfter this." And with that she tossed him down on the grassy meadow and promptly got to work."
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 15:41, Reply)
as she fell upon him, caressing and fondling his pasty, delicate frame. Pinned to the ground, he felt his temperature rise, his blood surge.
He wriggled free and, leaping upon her with passionate fervour, yelled "En Garde!" and slapped her back and forth across the face with his engorged tadger. As she moaned in a vaguely sensual way, he murmured
"Oh, you love it, don't you, you dirty bitch?"
She breathed heavily and siad,
"Actually, that's...kind of annoying. I only just washed my hair this morning."
"Oh. Sorry..." he replied sheepishly.
"Just get behind me and give me a good ramming."
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 15:56, Reply)
gratifying her with the delicacy of his address, to one of her low station (hands and knees,) and with the alacrity indeed of one of her father's sheep, thrust himself with close to criminal force and hitting his mark with ease.
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 15:59, Reply)
Though I'd have to restrain myself from putting in surprise Brian Blessed impressions halfway through the less exciting stories.
(Or just sneaking some of my and Amberl's erotic novel in there.)
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 15:32, Reply)
Took me a while to get into the whole hearing yourself taped thing.
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 15:45, Reply)
"Knackers"
into the recording?
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 15:57, Reply)
'You know, like we should like TOTALLY like you know 'collaborate'?'
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 15:28, Reply)
I'm beginning to wonder if that homebrew actually addled my brain after all...
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 15:29, Reply)
At the last place I worked because they decided I sounded less like a Bristolian than anyone else in the building.
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 14:58, Reply)
We have a quality regional accent
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 15:00, Reply)
Or when I'm drunk. Apparently.
I'm sure people from elsewhere in the country would spot my accent immediately, but in amongst the natives, I apparently sound like a 'visitor'.
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 15:04, Reply)
I never want to hear an airline pilot or a surgeon with a Bristol accent, especially if they are about to fly me somewhere/tinker in my brain.
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 15:06, Reply)
I was the only one who didn't sound like they had just fallen off a tractor
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 14:59, Reply)
Well worth a read.
(edit - not Brizzle at the end, d'oh)
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 15:05, Reply)
bu' tha' don' really ma'er
coz Oi suppor' Blackburn Rovers
an' Oi can droive a tra'er.
(, Thu 9 Sep 2010, 15:10, Reply)
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