Aye. Ah ken. Me tae.Bella Fortuna wrote:I don't have an accent. Everyone else does.John_fi_Skye wrote:I'm sure you do too, if one could but detect it. Or maybe an idiolect, which is every bit as gueed.Bella Fortuna wrote:I love that you write with an accent.
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:cough: valley girl :cough:Bella Fortuna wrote:I don't have an accent. Everyone else does.John_fi_Skye wrote:I'm sure you do too, if one could but detect it. Or maybe an idiolect, which is every bit as gueed.Bella Fortuna wrote:I love that you write with an accent.
I'm wild just like a rock, a stone, a tree
And I'm free, just like the wind the breeze that blows
And I flow, just like a brook, a stream, the rain
And I fly, just like a bird up in the sky
And I'll surely die, just like a flower plucked
And dragged away and thrown away
And then one day it turns to clay
It blows away, it finds a ray, it finds its way
And there it lays until the rain and sun
Then I breathe, just like the wind the breeze that blows
And I grow, just like a baby breastfeeding
And it's beautiful, that's life

And I'm free, just like the wind the breeze that blows
And I flow, just like a brook, a stream, the rain
And I fly, just like a bird up in the sky
And I'll surely die, just like a flower plucked
And dragged away and thrown away
And then one day it turns to clay
It blows away, it finds a ray, it finds its way
And there it lays until the rain and sun
Then I breathe, just like the wind the breeze that blows
And I grow, just like a baby breastfeeding
And it's beautiful, that's life

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What aboot you, twae flooers? I've an idea there may be a wee Scottish connection with you, too.....Twoflower wrote::cough: valley girl :cough:Bella Fortuna wrote:I don't have an accent. Everyone else does.John_fi_Skye wrote:I'm sure you do too, if one could but detect it. Or maybe an idiolect, which is every bit as gueed.Bella Fortuna wrote:I love that you write with an accent.
Pray, do not mock me: I am a very foolish fond old man; And, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind.
Blah blah blah blah blah!
Memo to self: no Lir chocolates.
Life is glorious.
Blah blah blah blah blah!
Memo to self: no Lir chocolates.
Life is glorious.
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Not hardly, youbetchah.Twoflower wrote::cough: valley girl :cough:Bella Fortuna wrote:I don't have an accent. Everyone else does.John_fi_Skye wrote:I'm sure you do too, if one could but detect it. Or maybe an idiolect, which is every bit as gueed.Bella Fortuna wrote:I love that you write with an accent.
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Toity poiple boids
Sittin on der coib
A-choipin an a-boipin
An eadin doidy woims.
Bet you never thought I could speak Murkin!!
Sittin on der coib
A-choipin an a-boipin
An eadin doidy woims.
Bet you never thought I could speak Murkin!!
Pray, do not mock me: I am a very foolish fond old man; And, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind.
Blah blah blah blah blah!
Memo to self: no Lir chocolates.
Life is glorious.
Blah blah blah blah blah!
Memo to self: no Lir chocolates.
Life is glorious.
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Well I live and am doing my masters in Glasgow but am from the states. Am dating a Scottish Spaniard that goes by the name of Squid.John_fi_Skye wrote:What aboot you, twae flooers? I've an idea there may be a wee Scottish connection with you, too.....Twoflower wrote::cough: valley girl :cough:Bella Fortuna wrote:I don't have an accent. Everyone else does.John_fi_Skye wrote:I'm sure you do too, if one could but detect it. Or maybe an idiolect, which is every bit as gueed.Bella Fortuna wrote:I love that you write with an accent.
I'm wild just like a rock, a stone, a tree
And I'm free, just like the wind the breeze that blows
And I flow, just like a brook, a stream, the rain
And I fly, just like a bird up in the sky
And I'll surely die, just like a flower plucked
And dragged away and thrown away
And then one day it turns to clay
It blows away, it finds a ray, it finds its way
And there it lays until the rain and sun
Then I breathe, just like the wind the breeze that blows
And I grow, just like a baby breastfeeding
And it's beautiful, that's life

And I'm free, just like the wind the breeze that blows
And I flow, just like a brook, a stream, the rain
And I fly, just like a bird up in the sky
And I'll surely die, just like a flower plucked
And dragged away and thrown away
And then one day it turns to clay
It blows away, it finds a ray, it finds its way
And there it lays until the rain and sun
Then I breathe, just like the wind the breeze that blows
And I grow, just like a baby breastfeeding
And it's beautiful, that's life

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Bella Fortuna wrote:Not hardly, youbetchah.Twoflower wrote::cough: valley girl :cough:Bella Fortuna wrote:I don't have an accent. Everyone else does.John_fi_Skye wrote:I'm sure you do too, if one could but detect it. Or maybe an idiolect, which is every bit as gueed.Bella Fortuna wrote:I love that you write with an accent.
Like TOTALLY!!!
I'm wild just like a rock, a stone, a tree
And I'm free, just like the wind the breeze that blows
And I flow, just like a brook, a stream, the rain
And I fly, just like a bird up in the sky
And I'll surely die, just like a flower plucked
And dragged away and thrown away
And then one day it turns to clay
It blows away, it finds a ray, it finds its way
And there it lays until the rain and sun
Then I breathe, just like the wind the breeze that blows
And I grow, just like a baby breastfeeding
And it's beautiful, that's life

And I'm free, just like the wind the breeze that blows
And I flow, just like a brook, a stream, the rain
And I fly, just like a bird up in the sky
And I'll surely die, just like a flower plucked
And dragged away and thrown away
And then one day it turns to clay
It blows away, it finds a ray, it finds its way
And there it lays until the rain and sun
Then I breathe, just like the wind the breeze that blows
And I grow, just like a baby breastfeeding
And it's beautiful, that's life

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OK, Mr. Pesci.John_fi_Skye wrote:Toity poiple boids
Sittin on der coib
A-choipin an a-boipin
An eadin doidy woims.
Bet you never thought I could speak Murkin!!
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I've never met a Scottish Spaniard who didn't. You seem to climb a lot of uninviting bits of rock, judging by the pics.Twoflower wrote:Well I live and am doing my masters in Glasgow but am from the states. Am dating a Scottish Spaniard that goes by the name of Squid.John_fi_Skye wrote:What aboot you, twae flooers? I've an idea there may be a wee Scottish connection with you, too.....Twoflower wrote::cough: valley girl :cough:Bella Fortuna wrote: I don't have an accent. Everyone else does.
Pray, do not mock me: I am a very foolish fond old man; And, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind.
Blah blah blah blah blah!
Memo to self: no Lir chocolates.
Life is glorious.
Blah blah blah blah blah!
Memo to self: no Lir chocolates.
Life is glorious.
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Spring is sprung; der grass is riz.Bella Fortuna wrote:OK, Mr. Pesci.John_fi_Skye wrote:Toity poiple boids
Sittin on der coib
A-choipin an a-boipin
An eadin doidy woims.
Bet you never thought I could speak Murkin!!
I wonder where dem boidies iz.
Der liddle boids is on der wing.
Ain't dat absoid?
Der liddle wings is on der boid.
Pray, do not mock me: I am a very foolish fond old man; And, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind.
Blah blah blah blah blah!
Memo to self: no Lir chocolates.
Life is glorious.
Blah blah blah blah blah!
Memo to self: no Lir chocolates.
Life is glorious.
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You sound like someone who's never actually hear an American speaking. 
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"Gayer than laughter are you." - From that great Murkin oeuvre, South PacificGawdzilla wrote:You sound like someone who's never actually hear an American speaking.
Pray, do not mock me: I am a very foolish fond old man; And, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind.
Blah blah blah blah blah!
Memo to self: no Lir chocolates.
Life is glorious.
Blah blah blah blah blah!
Memo to self: no Lir chocolates.
Life is glorious.
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Too gay, never seen it.John_fi_Skye wrote:"Gayer than laughter are you." - From that great Murkin oeuvre, South PacificGawdzilla wrote:You sound like someone who's never actually hear an American speaking.
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Pray, do not mock me: I am a very foolish fond old man; And, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind.
Blah blah blah blah blah!
Memo to self: no Lir chocolates.
Life is glorious.
Blah blah blah blah blah!
Memo to self: no Lir chocolates.
Life is glorious.
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Toucan play that game.
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