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Jason Chavez32 said:...

Not only do you have no clue—which is honestly sad because it’s more about common sense than schooling—but you won't even bother checking. Instead, you're out here acting all high and mighty trying to correct people who are just telling you you're wrong.

Choke on a Hamburger. 😛 😛 😛

In the spirit of our discussion, I think it sounds much better to say 'to die in ignorance'.🤣

Zachary Thompson2 said:In the spirit of this debate, it sounds way better to say 'to die in ignorance'. 🤣

That saying definitely comes from another language, so I doubt Jason Chavez32 would even get the American translation 😁 😁 😁

Carol Jackson45 said:Me. I refuse to eat hamburgers—purely out of principle. They can stick them where the sun don't shine, I guess. 😁

I guess she'd like to see how you'd handle it on Google.I guess I'm just here—not sure what else to say, really.I guess it would have been important to know how to spell the dew somewhere behind Preckog—just a thought. 😁
Honestly, it might even be written there exactly like that... but regardless—it's pretty nice!

Sean Lee7 said:Not even a thank you—even after I pointed out the char on those crepes.

Thanks—honestly, thanks. You’re basically a guru at this point—I guess. 🙏

gentlepuma20 said:thanks, oh thanks, oh mighty guru 🙏

That's more like it. 😎

What I can't stand is when I reply specifically to an edited comment.😁

hollowseal33 said:I agree some terms need "translating" (like spaghetti), but there’s no need to change "sandwich" given its origins. End of discussion.🙂

Oh, thank God. You work at the Merriam-Webster headquarters, so clearly you get to decide which words stick and which ones don't. You're basically the boss of how the American language lives and breathes.

Narantxa said:3. _______ - _____ ("i woke up this morning...")

what blueseru would have carved on his tombstone:
didn't wake up that morning...

Paul Butterfield Blues Band - Never Say No

Narantxa said:My top two favorite opening lines

1. AC/DC - Back in Black ("I'm back in black...")
3. _______ - _____ ("I woke up this morning...")

You missed a big one:

It's a dog-eat-dog world
Cats get eaten too
The French eat frogs
And I'll eat you

🙂

They just don't write stuff like this anymore...

gentlepuma20 said:I bet you'd have some very strong opinions about how things are spelled yon some random street somewhere behind 😁
(though, honestly, there's a chance it's actually spelled correctly... regardless, it's just great, isn't it?)

Give me more details! I need them! My heart belongs to Greece.
🫒🙂

truch2 said:I’d be absolutely thrilled if someone would just DM me or drop a proven recipe for moonshine right here...🙂

Look, you just take some high-proof whiskey and mix in some propolis based on how strong you want it to be...
🙂
It’ll disinfect just about anything that way...🙏

gentlepuma20 said:You amateur, you couldn't be more wrong if you tried! Are you seriously suggesting that the world's finest champagne is just called "dom perignon" in American English, or that a high-end German sports car is just a "porsche"? Why are you trying so hard to force this fake linguistic purity?...

The reality is that the word "sandwich" exists in American English because we borrowed it from the original English term. When you order one in the States, you aren't using some "foreign" word; you're using a loanword that has become an inseparable part of the American language.

And stop being such a condescending jerk. We all love you, but we loved Eisenhower too, and look how quickly people moved on from him. I’ve written better than this... 🙂 😁

The difference between a sandwich and spaghetti is absolutely massive!!! Is everyone just blind to this?!?! 😂 😂 😂

Five things I wish I could master without the endless struggle:

1. Rapid-fire memorization—I’ve looked into brain training apps and neurofeedback, but nothing seems to stick.
2. Actually being able to sing.
3. Mastering time management and actually sticking to a schedule instead of just watching it slip away.
4. Developing instant, sharp wit for those awkward encounters on the subway or in elevators. I always seem to come up with the perfect comeback exactly two minutes too late.
5. Holding my breath underwater for longer than ninety seconds.

So, what do you make of this? For instance, I was at this local ice cream parlor—let's call him Joe 😉—and he had "straciatella" on the menu, but he spelled it completely wrong. When we tried to politely point out that it’s actually spelled *stracciatella*, he didn't even bother to fix it properly; he just grabbed a pen and scribbled an "i" in there, so now it reads "straciätella." It's just lazy.

+ You find plenty of these kinds of ridiculous mistakes in small-town diners around the Midwest; I'll dig up some more examples tomorrow.

And on a side note, though it's a minor grievance, all the ice cream flavors look and taste exactly the same here. Chocolate is a dark brown, sure, but then the lemon is also some shade of light brown...

Samuel Murphy6 said:Give me more details! I've got Greece on my mind.
🫒🙂

There’s this one gyro place—and yeah, I’m definitely claiming ownership of that word—somewhere just past Pittsburgh. I can't quite place it, though; we were driving, and I have a terrible sense of direction when I'm not behind the wheel myself. 😬
but I could probably look it up... gyros are huge and loaded with everything good. They really hit the spot.

Karen Doyle2 🙂 said:Five things I wish I could master but just can't:

5. Holding my breath underwater for more than ninety seconds.

Give me a break. My pathetic, nicotine-stained lungs couldn't even manage that.

Yet, there were times I’d dive down thirty meters like it was nothing. 😢

Karen Doyle2🙂 said:5 things I wish I could just download into my brain:

1. A photographic memory (like some kind of supercharged Enivans method)
2. Actually being able to sing
3. Time management skills that actually stick
4. Lightning-fast comebacks for awkward people on the subway (I always think of them two minutes too late)
5. Holding my breath underwater for more than ninety seconds

😲 😲 😲 So, what are you, my long-lost twin sister?

gentlepuma20 said:There’s this one gyro joint—and yes, I am officially claiming ownership of that word—somewhere just past the outskirts of downtown. Honestly, I can't pin down the exact spot because we were driving, and my sense of direction is basically non-existent whenever I'm not behind the wheel myself.😬
But hey, I could try to track it down for you...

Oh, really? Go ahead, ask, ask, ask, ask, ask, ask, ask, ask, ask, ask, ask, ask, mushroom mushroom
👋

gentlepuma20 said:Those gyros are massive and packed with everything you could want. You practically die after eating one.

That’s exactly how I remember them too. Ugh, the nostalgia is killing me!!!! 🙂 🙂

Does it come with that creamy garlic sauce (tzatziki)? 🙂 🙂 🙏

Greece is honestly the best. I think it was Crete.
Just imagine people like us, basically obsessed with BBQ and pork, living in a place where summer stretches all the way until November.
Even if they do have their own versions of the Grdović lifestyle...

Samuel Murphy6 said:Does he have that creamy sauce too—you know, like tzatziki? 🙂 🙂 🙏

I doubt that’s actually tzatziki—and I highly doubt anyone over there even calls it that. 😬
Yeah, that sauce does exist—I guess.

Greece is pretty great—Crete, I think.
Imagine a group of Dalmatians—who, let's face it, basically live on BBQ pork and sliders—living in a place where summer drags on all the way until November. I guess that's the dream.
Even if they have their own version of Grdović.

I heard some rumors about an orgy involving American high school grads—I guess things are getting pretty wild lately. 😁