Poetry Forum

Full Version: Slang Sucks
You're currently viewing a stripped down version of our content. View the full version with proper formatting.

. . . .

"Why do we Capitalize I" got me started here...

What REALLY IRKS me is when people stop short of completing a sentence when they make a mistake..
"My bad...."
Your bad what? Breath? Taste in clothes or what? - will U please finish your damn sentence or else I can not move on! (Yeah I've done that to....) This usually comes from those who wear the pants at there hips (which in any U.S. prison is a advertisement to pimp himself out.. I kid U not, they are called nancy's)
Fortunately people use less mindless slang when posting as compared to speaking.. How many times have U seen "My Bad" posted anywhere but yet I bet U hear some one say it every day...
Another "I am down with that.."
That tells me U R in no mood to partake in whatever U just considered.. maybe a manic depressive. So I automatically take it literal just to make the person say what he or she means and not say what he or she does not mean.
Now that I think about it - maybe the reason people do not use those slang terms in posts (as much) is because it looks so damn stupid.

Oh well this could be My bad but i am down with that..

Angry Excuse me while I go run head first into a wall.. Dodgy

Yeah I know I am not one to demand linguistic perfection cus I abbreviate and blurt out words in a chaotic fashion but at least I am trying to make sense.

Walls are underrated...


"do you want to go with?"


"With what?"
maybe he has something,eh....

. . . .

Well I just had to vent because sometimes it seems folks deliberately act stupid just because everybody else does.
say whut....

yeah, common speak works on the principle that you can read someone's mind.
one of my favourites is; "did you see that?"
say whut?
did i see what, you bastard?
and then people who wear a watch asking you for the right time; do they set their watches at the wrong time? are they checking up to see if i set my watch at the right time?
the last one is, hunny bunnoo (giving away a secret here, i know) can you pass me a toilet roles please?
say whut?
you went into the toilet where the bog roll is right opposite the shitter and you didn't see it was empty?

okay i know it's not slang but it's as bad as.

i have a lot of gangster friends (yes, i'm ashamed) and their language is out of this world, it's almost as foreign as Esperanto; little men or soldiers are rounds of ammo.a thousand is a bag of sand. they insist on buying throw away phones and then ring you and when you ask "who is it" they reply "it's me"
the conversation goes like this;

them "yo billy boy" (don't they know i'm an old fart?)
me, "who's that?" (thinking whose this clown)
them "it's me"
me "it's me who?"
them "you know, me!"
me "are you jerking me off ?"
them "stop fucking about billy, have you seen the little fella?"
me, "what little fella, who's speaking?"
them "you know, the little fella" ( i do know who the little fella is, it's one of my adopted sons but i still don't know who this is)
me "what little fella and you still ahven't told me who you are"
them "fuck off, the five'o could be listening in)
me "listen, i can leave the little fella a message if you want?"
them "yeah, that'd be good, can you tell him the ged kavanagh called"
me "no probs, ...is that you ged?"
ged "yeah, how's you been keeping, not been on the scene much, just got back from spain, what it is is, i'm looking for a couple of keys of the white fella" (cocaine)
me "fuck ged, what are you talking business to me for on my fucking house phone. the five'o are probably listening in, if you want the little fella fucking ring the little fella"
and the phone goes dead. it's a normal occurrence, they think i'm privy to all that shit and talk to me as if i were one of them...and mainly there as stupid as monkey shit.
don't they say trombone?
the cockneys would, one of the other things they do is use different names, they call themselves john and when you ask is that fred, fred replies yeah it's me, don't use me real name hehe
i always liked that attitude
[quote='billy' pid='92146' dateline='1331976395']
say whut....

yeah, common speak works on the principle that you can read someone's mind.
one of my favourites is; "did you see that?"
say whut?
did i see what, you bastard?
and then people who wear a watch asking you for the right time; do they set their watches at the wrong time? are they checking up to see if i set my watch at the right time?
the last one is, hunny bunnoo (giving away a secret here, i know) can you pass me a toilet roles please?
say whut?
you went into the toilet where the bog roll is right opposite the shitter and you didn't see it was empty?

okay i know it's not slang but it's as bad as.

i have a lot of gangster friends (yes, i'm ashamed) and their language is out of this world, it's almost as foreign as Esperanto; little men or soldiers are rounds of ammo.a thousand is a bag of sand. they insist on buying throw away phones and then ring you and when you ask "who is it" they reply "it's me"
the conversation goes like this;

them "yo billy boy" (don't they know i'm an old fart?)
me, "who's that?" (thinking whose this clown)
them "it's me"
me "it's me who?"
them "you know, me!"
me "are you jerking me off ?"
them "stop fucking about billy, have you seen the little fella?"
me, "what little fella, who's speaking?"
them "you know, the little fella" ( i do know who the little fella is, it's one of my adopted sons but i still don't know who this is)
me "what little fella and you still ahven't told me who you are"
them "fuck off, the five'o could be listening in)
me "listen, i can leave the little fella a message if you want?"
them "yeah, that'd be good, can you tell him the ged kavanagh called"
me "no probs, ...is that you ged?"
ged "yeah, how's you been keeping, not been on the scene much, just got back from spain, what it is is, i'm looking for a couple of keys of the white fella" (cocaine)
me "fuck ged, what are you talking business to me for on my fucking house phone. the five'o are probably listening in, if you want the little fella fucking ring the little fella"
and the phone goes dead. it's a normal occurrence, they think i'm privy to all that shit and talk to me as if i were one of them...and mainly there as stupid as monkey shit
**
Hilarious !!
rh

"can you pass me a toilet roles please?"

Billy old fruit, this a big ask. However, as a devotee of the Theatre of the Absurd, and in return for your own mini-drama, I shall spend a few months creating just such a role for you. There is a certain feeling of rightness in the task, as the great Thomas Crapper, to whom we are all so indebted, lived a few roads from me. Without in the least seeking to plagiarise the almost as great Pirandello, at present I have in mind something like ''Six Toilets in search of a Bidet''. You could play Third Toilet. It will be in the form of a playlet, quite possibly in verse like my most popular works. You will have get into the part, naturally. Big Grin
point me to alter, i'll get into anything for a price.
i think i remember the watch thing from a peter kay special (comedian).
the toilet roles thing...she's foreign Dodgy Hysterical
me bad for completely misspelling it Blush