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R.I.P. Dwayne
Its "soda" here in NY, when I lived in Ohio, it was "pop". When my brother comes to visit, he still calls it pop.
Pop also in MN and WI.
Its "soda" here in NY, when I lived in Ohio, it was "pop". When my brother comes to visit, he still calls it pop.
We had a new employee from Australia
He asked one of the female workers if she had a rubber
she was very upset and went to the manager [me]
I called him in my office
He said all he wanted was an eraser [he said the thing on the other end of a pencil to remove what you right]
I explained what a rubber was in the USA
He was embarrassed and apologized to the young lady
Also he called tennis shoes "runners"
True story
When the "outsiders" come to visit Alaska, I will buy them a "soda."
I think most of these are also British. My wife was told by her langauge instutor to bring rubber for their field tip, whil stationed in German, Brit insstructor.I'm sure our Canadian members could contribute to this list.
When I was growing up....
A napkin was called a serviette
A couch was called a chesterfield
Pants were trousers
Suspenders were braces
A vacation was a holiday
French fries were chips
Chips were crispers
Electricity was Hydro
A wrench was a spanner
An eraser was a rubber
I'm sure our Canadian members could contribute to this list.
When I was growing up....
A napkin was called a serviette
A couch was called a chesterfield
Pants were trousers
Suspenders were braces
A vacation was a holiday
French fries were chips
Chips were crispers
Electricity was Hydro
A wrench was a spanner
An eraser was a rubber
I hesitate to post this one that happened this morning.
Bob D,
You might enjoy this one, since you've met my gf before.
When I'm driving, and we are going to stop at a store, I usually ask my gf (when in front of the store)- Do you want me to let you off here? This morning she was driving and we went to Costco; when in front of the store, she said- Do you want me to get you off here? I think it may be an Asian thing? But, I said, we should wait till we get home.
it was always a grinder for me, up in nh!Or even a "Po' Boy" :thumbup:
Never heard of "Hoagies", until I ended up serving my Collegiate Sentence in Nu Joisey!Up here; you can call them Heroes or Subs...
What did you guys call a "couch"?
My Grandma Matzinger called them, :shocked: "Davenports"... :dontknow:
We also called them davenports. When we were kids it was always breakfast, dinner, and supper. I was always confused when someone wanted to eat dinner at night...didn't know which meal they were discussing.
Apparently there have been a number of unexplained deaths of crows in the greater Boston area.
Over 250 crow carcasses have been examined to see if an outbreak of Avian Flu may be in the works.
After the autopsies, it was found the crows died from massive trauma but traces of blue, yellow, green and red substances were discovered on their beaks and wings. Analysis showed this to be paint and was traced back to diesel trucks but no automobiles.
Researchers then noted that crows have a warning system when they gather on the roadways to feast on carrion and road kill. One crow always stands guard while the others eat so that a warning can be called.
Apparently these crows from Boston can say "Caw" but are unable to say 'Truck'.
Two nicely dressed ladies happened to start up a conversation during an endless wait in Los Angeles Airport.The first lady was an arrogant Californian woman married to a wealthy man. The second was a well-mannered elderly woman from the South.
When the conversation centered on whether they had any children, the California woman started by saying, "When my first child was born, my husband built a beautiful mansion for me."
The lady from the South commented, "Well, bless your heart."
The first woman continued, "When my second child was born, my husband bought me a beautiful Mercedes-Benz."
Again, the lady from the South commented, "Well, bless your heart."
The first woman continued, "Then, when my third child was born, my husband bought me this exquisite diamond bracelet."
Yet again, the Southern lady commented, "Well, bless your heart."
The first woman then asked her companion, "What did your husband buy for you when you had your first child?"
"My husband sent me to Charm School," declared the Southern lady.
"Charm School?" the first woman said, amazed, "Oh, my God! What on earth for?"
The Southern lady responded, "Well for example, instead of saying, "Who gives a :cus:?" I learned to say, "Well, bless your heart!"
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Down here it's coke. As in "What type of coke to you want?" - - - - - - - -
What did you guys call a "couch"?
My Grandma Matzinger called them, :shocked: "Davenports"... :dontknow: