<This Forum should be recalled American not English>
Is "recalled" correct in "American", then?
Is "recalled" correct in "American", then?
This Forum should be recalled American not English
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I even wouldn't call American English a dialect in it's own right in my opinion. Though the question comes up when does a language drift (If I could call it) becomes a dialect than a separate language in it's own right?
I'm thinking of Afrikaans vs Dutch and also Dutch vs Flemish. How did someone came up with the conclusion on when did one become a dialect or a language.
I'm thinking of Afrikaans vs Dutch and also Dutch vs Flemish. How did someone came up with the conclusion on when did one become a dialect or a language.
<<Is "recalled" correct in "American", then?>>
Mmm, not the way he's using it, Pos.
Mmm, not the way he's using it, Pos.
I'd rather hear two rhinos on crystal meth have sex than listen to an English person speak, especially the uneducated ones which, it seems, are the majority in that wasteland people call Britain.
<I'd rather hear two rhinos on crystal meth have sex than listen to an English person speak, especially the uneducated ones which, it seems, are the majority in that wasteland people call Britain. >
Do you think you would say the same to their faces? Or are you the kind of person who hides behind the barrier of the cyberworld?
<especially the uneducated ones which, it seems, are the majority in that wasteland people call Britain. >
Is that grammatically correct, oh learned one?
Do you think you would say the same to their faces? Or are you the kind of person who hides behind the barrier of the cyberworld?
<especially the uneducated ones which, it seems, are the majority in that wasteland people call Britain. >
Is that grammatically correct, oh learned one?
***I'd rather hear two rhinos on crystal meth have sex than listen to an English person speak, especially the uneducated ones which, it seems, are the majority in that wasteland people call Britain***
I never realised that rhinos get hooked on crystal meth - but being totally undecucated I wouldn't know anything about it would I? Duh! :-) The mere thought of two spaced out sex starved rhinoceroses (so sibilant even when sober) having it off together isn't that edifying anyway is it? - all that grunting and groaning and sloshing about in the mud. Listening to fellow British ignoramuses speaking in our heathen barren deprived depraved wastelands is an infinitely more attractive way of frittering our time away.
I never realised that rhinos get hooked on crystal meth - but being totally undecucated I wouldn't know anything about it would I? Duh! :-) The mere thought of two spaced out sex starved rhinoceroses (so sibilant even when sober) having it off together isn't that edifying anyway is it? - all that grunting and groaning and sloshing about in the mud. Listening to fellow British ignoramuses speaking in our heathen barren deprived depraved wastelands is an infinitely more attractive way of frittering our time away.
"Is that grammatically correct, oh learned one?"--M56
I can't help it if my mind moves faster than my pen--it really is quite natural if you think about it, assuming you do any thinking at all. Regardless you've already abased yourself by commenting on grammar in a blog--it is a sign of profound mental weakness.
I can't help it if my mind moves faster than my pen--it really is quite natural if you think about it, assuming you do any thinking at all. Regardless you've already abased yourself by commenting on grammar in a blog--it is a sign of profound mental weakness.
The Three Billy Goats Gruff
Once upon a time there were three billy goats, who were to go up to the hillside to make themselves fat, and the name of all three was "Gruff."
On the way up was a bridge over a cascading stream they had to cross; and under the bridge lived a great ugly troll , with eyes as big as saucers, and a nose as long as a poker.
So first of all came the youngest Billy Goat Gruff to cross the bridge.
"Trip, trap, trip, trap! " went the bridge.
"Who's that tripping over my bridge?" roared the troll .
"Oh, it is only I, the tiniest Billy Goat Gruff , and I'm going up to the hillside to make myself fat," said the billy goat, with such a small voice.
"Now, I'm coming to gobble you up," said the troll.
"Oh, no! pray don't take me. I'm too little, that I am," said the billy goat. "Wait a bit till the second Billy Goat Gruff comes. He's much bigger."
"Well, be off with you," said the troll.
A little while after came the second Billy Goat Gruff to cross the bridge.
Trip, trap, trip, trap, trip, trap, went the bridge.
"Who's that tripping over my bridge?" roared the troll.
"Oh, it's the second Billy Goat Gruff , and I'm going up to the hillside to make myself fat," said the billy goat, who hadn't such a small voice.
"Now I'm coming to gobble you up," said the troll.
"Oh, no! Don't take me. Wait a little till the big Billy Goat Gruff comes. He's much bigger."
"Very well! Be off with you," said the troll.
But just then up came the big Billy Goat Gruff .
Trip, trap, trip, trap, trip, trap! went the bridge, for the billy goat was so heavy that the bridge creaked and groaned under him.
"Who's that tramping over my bridge?" roared the troll.
"It's I! The big Billy Goat Gruff ," said the billy goat, who had an ugly hoarse voice of his own.
"Now I 'm coming to gobble you up," roared the troll.
Well, come along! I've got two spears,
And I'll poke your eyeballs out at your ears;
I've got besides two curling-stones,
And I'll crush you to bits, body and bones.
That was what the big billy goat said. And then he flew at the troll, and poked his eyes out with his horns, and crushed him to bits, body and bones, and tossed him out into the cascade, and after that he went up to the hillside. There the billy goats got so fat they were scarcely able to walk home again. And if the fat hasn't fallen off them, why, they're still fat; and so,
Snip, snap, snout.
This tale's told out.
Once upon a time there were three billy goats, who were to go up to the hillside to make themselves fat, and the name of all three was "Gruff."
On the way up was a bridge over a cascading stream they had to cross; and under the bridge lived a great ugly troll , with eyes as big as saucers, and a nose as long as a poker.
So first of all came the youngest Billy Goat Gruff to cross the bridge.
"Trip, trap, trip, trap! " went the bridge.
"Who's that tripping over my bridge?" roared the troll .
"Oh, it is only I, the tiniest Billy Goat Gruff , and I'm going up to the hillside to make myself fat," said the billy goat, with such a small voice.
"Now, I'm coming to gobble you up," said the troll.
"Oh, no! pray don't take me. I'm too little, that I am," said the billy goat. "Wait a bit till the second Billy Goat Gruff comes. He's much bigger."
"Well, be off with you," said the troll.
A little while after came the second Billy Goat Gruff to cross the bridge.
Trip, trap, trip, trap, trip, trap, went the bridge.
"Who's that tripping over my bridge?" roared the troll.
"Oh, it's the second Billy Goat Gruff , and I'm going up to the hillside to make myself fat," said the billy goat, who hadn't such a small voice.
"Now I'm coming to gobble you up," said the troll.
"Oh, no! Don't take me. Wait a little till the big Billy Goat Gruff comes. He's much bigger."
"Very well! Be off with you," said the troll.
But just then up came the big Billy Goat Gruff .
Trip, trap, trip, trap, trip, trap! went the bridge, for the billy goat was so heavy that the bridge creaked and groaned under him.
"Who's that tramping over my bridge?" roared the troll.
"It's I! The big Billy Goat Gruff ," said the billy goat, who had an ugly hoarse voice of his own.
"Now I 'm coming to gobble you up," roared the troll.
Well, come along! I've got two spears,
And I'll poke your eyeballs out at your ears;
I've got besides two curling-stones,
And I'll crush you to bits, body and bones.
That was what the big billy goat said. And then he flew at the troll, and poked his eyes out with his horns, and crushed him to bits, body and bones, and tossed him out into the cascade, and after that he went up to the hillside. There the billy goats got so fat they were scarcely able to walk home again. And if the fat hasn't fallen off them, why, they're still fat; and so,
Snip, snap, snout.
This tale's told out.
Huh? Billy goats? Give me a call if you have anymore...puff, puff...inhale (cough, cough) give.
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