At least you English types
don't get the ghetto-speak we have over here. The inner city bumble-lip drives me up the fucking wall- don't axe me sumpin, you fuckwit, or I'll use a bladed tool on your thick skull and toss you into the drainage pit.

What was really a revelation, though, was moving from New York to the southern United States. Get out a distance from the city and they look oddly at you if your enunciation and grammar are of the same sort that they hear from them city folk on the television. If you go into a bar and ask "Where's the restroom?" you're likely to get your ass kicked by Cletus for not using the proper form, "Whar's da crapper?" And we won't go into referring to a violent thunderstorm as a "gullywarsher"...
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Wed 2 Apr 2008, 14:24, Reply)