Trust you to prefer people who talk like they've got a plum in their mouth, Phil! ;D

Only if they don't clench their teeth at the same time

I can't identify all of your regional accents, but some of you do speak as if you've got plums in your mouths!

I think in the rest of this post, just to give TasteTester a better understanding, I think we should all type in our accents, lol

QuoteOi!! We don't sound as funny as Mancs,  Laar

Yer avin a giraffe Trucker, youz lot tork well mad, but deh do dat down dare don't dey lol an as for HRH Phil, ad rathor lissurn to a mickey mouser, just.

Bloodey hell, that was hard work and on reading it back, I don't sound anything like a Manc hahahaha ;D

Ray ;D

oh meg goad taste testir yir no gonnae hiv a clue whit em sayin cuz when eh tell ye it's a braw bricht moonlicht nicht the nicht ye ken am goona lave ye bamoozulled like a plen bridie an an ingin ane an aw

Bloody hell Stephen, I'm from off the same island as you and I couln't understand that mate

Tastetester's never gonna get this lol ;D

Ray

nahthen as 'im indooers sed ter me las neet...."Thees days tha's a job ter fahnd wun o' th' owd-fasioned barbers where tha can catch up on awl t' latest gossip. Mooast on 'em are wat they call unisex, sooa tha can be th' ooanly fella amang hauf a dozen wimmen. Well, Ah ask thee, aah can sich as me chew t' fat wi' a load o' women cacklin' away lahke battery 'ens abaat sooa an' sooa's new frock an? wat Bet Lynch is gettin? up to on Corrinayshun Street? We're lucky ter 'ave a men-ooanly barber i' t' village, an' tuthri on us meet up theer ivvery three or four weeks. T' barber's been theer ommost a lahfetahme an' awl, an' t' other day 'e gate raand ter tellin' us abaat sum o' laffs 'e'd 'ad over t'yeears. 'Ah were varry friendly at wun tahme wi a chap fra t'valley 'at 'ad getten on reight weel as a musician,? 'e telled us. 'E used ter pop in naah an' ageean if 'e weer playin' t' violin 'i these parts, usually t' Taan Hall i' 'Uddersfield. On this particular day 'e cums in wi' 'is violin case under 'is arm whahle Ah wer cuttin' owd Willie Haigh's 'air. Ah thowt Ah'd jist let they 'ave a look at this, 'e sed. Ah've been after wun o' these for donkey's years.' Wi that, 'e opened up 'is case an teks aat this reight grand violin 'at 'e 'andled lahke it wer a baby. Willie wer a bit upset wen Ah stopped cuttin' ter take a clooaser look. After a minnit or two 'e sed reight impatiently: "Wat's that tha's getten theer then Bill?? "Na then, Willie," Ah replahd. "Tha'll nooan see monny o' these. It's a Strad." "Well, Ah'll gooa ter yar haas," sed Willie. "Ah cud 'a sworn it wer a fiddle!? "

Quote from: Stephen Lindsay on November 24, 2010, 10:56 PM
oh meg goad taste testir yir no gonnae hiv a clue whit em sayin cuz when eh tell ye it's a braw bricht moonlicht nicht the nicht ye ken am goona lave ye bamoozulled like a plen bridie an an ingin ane an aw

ho'd oan a min big yin ma faither wa a Glesga mon boorn an bred.....ah hink ah git it nae boather ;D

which reminds me....Wee Glesga wumman goes intae a butchershop, where the butcher has just came oot the freezer, and is standing haunds ahint his back, with his rear end aimed at an electric fire. -- The wee wumman checks oot the display case then asks, "Is that yer Ayrshire bacon?"

"Naw," replies the butcher. "It's jist ma haun's Ah'm heatin'."

And Domi,

I'm practially next bleedin door to you......what the hell did that lot say...ya mad ed ;D

Ray

nay lad....it's probly cuz we won't' war o't'roses as weer mo' knoin than thee lot ovver't'booarder....bleedin' Mancs!

check this out taste tester....It's grim up north lol
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