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McAvoy wrote:...yeah don't do that. Trying to read text speak is like trying to read a foreign language sometimes. You know it's some sort of retarded English, so you have to figure it out. I think everytime you read text-speak, God kills a kitten...

It's worse. It' like trying to interpret Seafort's and Reliant's local slang.

Hey, his slang's often alien to me.

He's further north than Guildford.

This coming from a guy whose local dialect necessitates subtitles for other Brits.

Ah, I can't really associate myself with an area of heritage. I should be wondering around like a cockney based on my home, but living in Italy disconnected me from that. My parents have always raised me to be quintessentially english in speech, so I'm not a "Pompey Lad" either. I sound, at best, like someone from a small, expensive village in Surrey.

To be fair, I'm basing that on a BBC documentary involving analysis of speech patterns of people from Blythburgh or thereabouts.

That's a long way north from where I was born, and even longer North-west from where I live.

At least, long way to us.

Sorry, narrowing down localities within a particular region of England is something of which I am almost completely incapable.

Good call, old chap.

*shrugs* I've had my eye on this - once a tangent is over a page long it really needs its own thread.

Yeah, sorry - I get to rambling in my dotage sometimes.

Sometimes?

Captain Seafort wrote:Sometimes?

Yes, I would love to go pet the rabbits. Hmm? What?

Hey, I'm not the guy who goes on about pissing on people, or whatever it is you Brits like to say. I mean, I knew a girl who-














never mind.