Who says BC isn't diverse? A week of classes can feel like a trip through the "countries of the world" at Epcot. I've had broken-English professors from France, Iran, Turkey, India, South Boston, and even Jewlandia (my roommate)...and I regularly experience the pleasure of hearing their Borat-style idioms and butchered English language. Here are a few that I deemed worthy to write down in class not knowing that they would later be fodder for my blog:
"this blow minding!"
"every man has different way of eating goat"
"this called 'voting with feet'"
"no drink for you!"
-I was hoping he would correct himself and change his example to "no soup for you"
"you all my son and daughter!"
"I really fotched this graph"
-I must admit, this teacher was actually American. Maybe he truly did somehow "fire crotch" the problem instead of "botching" it like a true American
There will CERTAINLY be more of this to come
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- It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of drudgery, it was the age of ruthlessness, it was the era of single lady clowns, it was the era of sexy time, there were seasons of Kardashians , seasons of Teen Mom, it was the spring of killer tans, it was the winter of vitamin D deficiency, we had All- American before us, we had dead fucking last before us, we were all going directly to Heaven, some were going directly the other way, this period is unlike any before it, even the crankiest grandmas and emo-est teens, could agree, for good or for evil, this is the pinnacle, it all goes down from here.
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Showing posts with label Heard on the Heights. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Heard on the Heights. Show all posts
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Beam me up scottie!
When you listen into peoples conversations (sometimes obviously, like myself, or sometimes a little more slyly) you tend to hear the most entertaining things.
Case in point: While sitting comfortably in hillside this fine morning (yo prof thanks for getting the flu), enjoying the ultimate bitch drink, SSFVL, with my friend Daggins a fine blue collar middle age maintenance man turns to his friend to say:
"I'm like that alien that gets back on the starship and says 'screw those earthlings, there's nothing you can do for them."
I hope that's not in reference to me, but even so bud, the Star Trek years are long gone.
And as I have no shame in listening in, I will continue to provide you with snip its of many conversations that are "overheard"on the heights.
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