^^^ say something about the dood above you ^^^
^^LOL!
story time:
Aside from being an Air Force brat, most of my time was spent in southern NJ. Well, down there "water" is pronounced "wutter". Well, as close to spelling it for phonetics that I can get. Anyway...fast forward to Atlanta 1996, working on an install for enhancments for air traffic control. Coworker and I decide to go to the Atlanta Zoo. It was awesome. So, I'm standing outside of the flamingo pen. Friggin dirty birds if you ask me, but anyway. So this little girl (8 or 9) is standing next to me, and we both just happen to be admiring the mess these things make. So the little girl, in a southern drawl, asks me "Do you think I should get one of those feathers?" Pointing inside the pen. So in my best parental tone I say, "No, I don't think that's a good idea. You might slip and fall in the wutter(water)."
Perplexed this little girl stares first up at me, then down into the pen. Back up at me, and into the pen. Then her face lights up, and she looks back up at me and says "Ohhhhh, you mean the waa-a-a-a-ter."
EVERYTHING in my being not to just BUST out laughing. "Yes, dear...I mean the wa-ter." From the mouths of babes.
story time:
Aside from being an Air Force brat, most of my time was spent in southern NJ. Well, down there "water" is pronounced "wutter". Well, as close to spelling it for phonetics that I can get. Anyway...fast forward to Atlanta 1996, working on an install for enhancments for air traffic control. Coworker and I decide to go to the Atlanta Zoo. It was awesome. So, I'm standing outside of the flamingo pen. Friggin dirty birds if you ask me, but anyway. So this little girl (8 or 9) is standing next to me, and we both just happen to be admiring the mess these things make. So the little girl, in a southern drawl, asks me "Do you think I should get one of those feathers?" Pointing inside the pen. So in my best parental tone I say, "No, I don't think that's a good idea. You might slip and fall in the wutter(water)."
Perplexed this little girl stares first up at me, then down into the pen. Back up at me, and into the pen. Then her face lights up, and she looks back up at me and says "Ohhhhh, you mean the waa-a-a-a-ter."
EVERYTHING in my being not to just BUST out laughing. "Yes, dear...I mean the wa-ter." From the mouths of babes.
Flip your turn to tell us a story^^
^^x2 Ok red now I under stand.I use to have a buddy from boston and he talked funny to.
<Wishes the hospital would call to find how my screening went.
^^x2 Ok red now I under stand.I use to have a buddy from boston and he talked funny to.
<Wishes the hospital would call to find how my screening went.
ORIGINAL: Red Hot Rider
^^made me look up some stuff, bastid.
It's a spoof a John Donne poem, later used by Hemmingway and Metallica.
^^made me look up some stuff, bastid.
It's a spoof a John Donne poem, later used by Hemmingway and Metallica.
^^ needs to tell us a story if flip has to!


