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Originally Posted by vivaldirules
Okay, you got me, slayda. My head is hurting.
“Uv all de creeturs”, said Uncle Remus, in response to a questioning took on the part of the little boy, “ol Brer B’ar had de biggest an’ de warmest house. I dunner why ner wharfo’, but I’m a-tellin’ you de plain fack, des ez dey to!’ it unter me. Ef I kin he’p it I never will be deceivin’ you, ner lead you inter no bad habits. Yo’ pappy trotted wid me a mighty long time, an’ ef you’ll ax him he’ll tell you dat de one thing I never did do wuz ter deceive him whiles he had his eyes open; not ef I knows myse’f. Well, ol’ Brer B’ar had de big house I’m a-tellin’ you about. Ef he y’ever is brag un it, it aint never come down ter me. Yit dat’s des what he had—a big house an’ plenty er room fer him an’ his fambly; an’ he aint had mo’ dan he need, kaze all er his fambly wuz fat an’ had what folks calls heft—de nachal plunkness. |
this is how my VERY large VERY dark VERY first Drill Sgt in Basic sounded. I couldn't understand a WORD he spat at me, when he bellowed something along the lines of; "WHASSA MATTA PR'AT DUNCHUNNERSTAN EGLIS!!!!????" and I shakily managed "I'm sorry Drill Sgt., I only speak English... *whimper*" that was good for MANY push-ups!!!!