A - arse
B - bloke, brilliant, bop, bookmaker, bugger
C - craic, chips, crisps, chipper, cheers, carpark
D - dodgy, daft
E - Eire
F - feck, football, fiddle
G - gents, guinness, gab, grand
H - holiday
I -
J -
K -
L - ladies, lad, loo
M - mobile, motorway
N - nappies, nick, nip
O -
P - pint, pub, post
Q - queue, quay
R - roundabout, ruggers, rubbish
S - snog, salud
T - toilet
U - underground
V -
W - WC
X -
Y -
Z -
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couple more to add:
B - bogger
D - digger
H - holliers
J - joyrider, JCB
K - knacker, knackered
N - naggin
V - vodka
S - scanger
Z - zed (not zee!)
Vodka is not new unless there's a meaning I don't know.
And the rest I haven't noticed here before (some I don't even know the translation for... hrmmm).
Plus, you're cheating because you're Irish. what are some Americanisms? Hrmm?
Good point about vodka. Translation for the rest: bogger: a country person (from the point of view of a jackeen), digger: a mechanical excavator/backhoe, holliers: holidays, joyrider: person who steals a car to enjoy driving it too quickly around the city, JCB: digger, originating from the name of the company that makes the most popular ones, knacker: see scanger, knackered: very very tired, naggin: 375ml glass bottle sold containing vodka, in the rough shape of a hipflask, scanger: see knacker :), zed: last letter of the alphabet
Anyway, I might not be Irish, and even if I were, would that be cheating? You didn't set any rules in advance! In exchange though:
A - apple pie
B - backhoe, bathroom, bum, baseball, bumpkin
C - cab, candy, crosswalk, closet, cookie, check
D - dime, diner, detour, dumpster
E - elevator, eraser, eggplant
F - freeway, fender, faucet, fannypack, fall
G - garbage, gas, greenback
H - hood
I - interstate
J - jelly, jello
K -
L -
M - mailbox
N - nickel, NFL, NRA, non-dairy creamer
O -
P - pumpkin, pants, pushpin, popsicle
Q - queer, quarter
R - recess, ranch
S - sidewalk, suspenders, stove
T - trash, trunk, truck
U -
V - vacation
W -
X -
Y - yard
Z - zucchini
phew!
I apologize for the assumption of nationality although I've got a 99.9% sure guess who this is (hey, I'm an internet geekette - I track IPs - what can I say?)
And as for your alphabet, well...... *golfclaps*
I kinda like the semi-anonymity of writing from this seat, but yea, I wouldn't put it past you to draw conclusions from certain IP addresses you see associated with your commenters.
Half-scary (and half not-scary) commenting 'anonymously' and then having that anonymity possibly fade a tiny bit. But maybe a little bit of recognition makes the communication a more genuine two-way process.
This is not the place to start rambling; I have other places where I can (and should) be doing that.
You're anonymous to all but the author of this blog - which seems like a semi-fair-trade. Granted, I'm not telling my deepest darkest secrets here - or anything close.
However, I can pretend that you are who you're not if that would make you smile.
How did you think you'd get away with posting anonymously anyways?
However, I can pretend that you are who you're not if that would make you smile.
[parsing sentence...] no, don't pretend a thing! Although I've always been simultaneously open in principle and also a strong defender of privacy rights (a contradiction? not sure), pretending for anybody's sake, my own included, isn't something you should have to do — I'm liable to smile (or some approximation thereof) anyway.
How did you think you'd get away with posting anonymously anyways?
Heh; like many things, the first one was free :) — in other words, the first comment or two seemed harmless, then I got into the habit of commenting a little more, and with every word I wrote, possibly I got a little less anonymous. Having a habit of rambling instead of writing one-liners probably clinched the deal. I should save rambling, perhaps, for my own blog.
Maybe I fooled myself slightly into thinking that surely you'd get random readers of your blog from around the world who just happened to stumble upon it and just happened to comment, and so my comment might look no different to one of theirs.
I do get a lot of random readers from around the world stumbling through here, however, it was all about the timing. Y'see, when you mention your blog to someone, and then note the IP address coming from the location around that same time with the comments.. yeah. Oh, and let's not forget I'm starting to recognize your ramblings.
And meh - I like other people's ramblings too - even if they do it in the comments section of my blog. Otherwise I feel like an egomaniac and that's weird and stuff.
Hmm, I wish this comment page showed your IP address as you comment, so you can see where you're being shown as being. I expect some locations have less-obvious IP addresses. Actually, maybe only slightly less so — even an ISP's address handed out over DHCP will identify the ISP and probably also the country.
I like it when people comment on things I write; it's proof of existence, and there's nothing worse than writing something or other and then having nobody make any remark at all. In those cases, why write in public? It's definitely nice to know somebody is reading what you write — even though a traditional paper journal is not remotely public and doesn't expect many readers at all.
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