They also bought all their thanksgiving shit from whole foods because they are rich fuckers and it looked good when I helped her mom bring the stuff in from the car... hmph.
My mom baked 3 pies today. Thanksgiving will be good. It's almost time!!!
Also, poops, looks like if I wanted to go to the sketchy but good BYOB karaoke place in k-town for my birthday I would've needed to book like 2 weeks in advance... =/
Hey man, I didn't come up with the romanization of my name.
Hehehe.
My last name got funked about with sometime during immigration, and it's funny because the original polish name was like... Csrzritkistenskilt, and the new one is completely phonetic in English. It's almost impossible to mispronounce. But people see the "ski" and assume it must have 11 hidden consonants and try to be nice by saying it correctly.
Man, just get tipsy, and during the game make repeated offhand remarks asking him if he loves the cock. That's what I do to my brother in law and man does he hate me for it.
This makes me really glad that my boyfriend's family likes me. :P
But do you like them??
I like his siblings and their families. His parents are really nice people, but his mother keeps trying to convert me. And I don't really enjoy the fact that I'm not allowed to swear around them.
The swearing thing is just a sociel courtesty you're going to have to suck up, but don't stand for the conversion attempts.
It's good you get along with them for the most part. I always have a wonderful time getting along with families (of both my friends and in my relationships), and it makes it a whole lot easier.
Hey man, I didn't come up with the romanization of my name.
Hehehe.
My last name got funked about with sometime during immigration, and it's funny because the original polish name was like... Csrzritkistenskilt, and the new one is completely phonetic in English. It's almost impossible to mispronounce. But people see the "ski" and assume it must have 11 hidden consonants and try to be nice by saying it correctly.
My friend Ed's name is Przebieglec.
Pronounced "Sha-bagelitz."
In high school substitute teachers wouldn't even try. Normal teachers were driven to tears.
My last name got funked about with sometime during immigration, and it's funny because the original polish name was like... Csrzritkistenskilt, and the new one is completely phonetic in English. It's almost impossible to mispronounce. But people see the "ski" and assume it must have 11 hidden consonants and try to be nice by saying it correctly.
I love these immigrant name stories. There was one in my American History book about Ellis Island (of course), where this Jewish guy was going through processing, and the records guy asked him what his name was, and the Jewish guy was so nervous, he said "Shoyn vergessen" (not sure on the spelling, means "I forgot") and the records guy wrote his name down as Sean Ferguson.
My last name got funked about with sometime during immigration, and it's funny because the original polish name was like... Csrzritkistenskilt, and the new one is completely phonetic in English. It's almost impossible to mispronounce. But people see the "ski" and assume it must have 11 hidden consonants and try to be nice by saying it correctly.
I love these immigrant name stories. There was one in my American History book about Ellis Island (of course), where this Jewish guy was going through processing, and the records guy asked him what his name was, and the Jewish guy was so nervous, he said "Shoyn vergessen" (not sure on the spelling, means "I forgot") and the records guy wrote his name down as Sean Ferguson.
O_o I'd be skeptical of any story that involves a guy forgetting his own name and telling the immigration guy that.
Smells like an urban legend to me. I could be wrong though.
My last name got funked about with sometime during immigration, and it's funny because the original polish name was like... Csrzritkistenskilt, and the new one is completely phonetic in English. It's almost impossible to mispronounce. But people see the "ski" and assume it must have 11 hidden consonants and try to be nice by saying it correctly.
I love these immigrant name stories. There was one in my American History book about Ellis Island (of course), where this Jewish guy was going through processing, and the records guy asked him what his name was, and the Jewish guy was so nervous, he said "Shoyn vergessen" (not sure on the spelling, means "I forgot") and the records guy wrote his name down as Sean Ferguson.
O_o I'd be skeptical of any story that involves a guy forgetting his own name and telling the immigration guy that.
Smells like an urban legend to me. I could be wrong though.
Maybe. It's definitely my favorite story. I know a real one, but it's not quite as interesting. We had a substitute teacher once who told us that her father or grandfather came through Ellis Island, and he had some crazy Polish name that the records guy didn't bother spelling, and so he put down Barnett.
My last name got funked about with sometime during immigration, and it's funny because the original polish name was like... Csrzritkistenskilt, and the new one is completely phonetic in English. It's almost impossible to mispronounce. But people see the "ski" and assume it must have 11 hidden consonants and try to be nice by saying it correctly.
I love these immigrant name stories. There was one in my American History book about Ellis Island (of course), where this Jewish guy was going through processing, and the records guy asked him what his name was, and the Jewish guy was so nervous, he said "Shoyn vergessen" (not sure on the spelling, means "I forgot") and the records guy wrote his name down as Sean Ferguson.
O_o I'd be skeptical of any story that involves a guy forgetting his own name and telling the immigration guy that.
Smells like an urban legend to me. I could be wrong though.
Maybe. It's definitely my favorite story. I know a real one, but it's not quite as interesting. We had a substitute teacher once who told us that her father or grandfather came through Ellis Island, and he had some crazy Polish name that the records guy didn't bother spelling, and so he put down Barnett.
A girl I went to High School with had a Hungarian dad.
When he came to Canada, he changed his last name. His name was Poner but he changed it to Fehereghazi. I might have mispelled it, but shit, what a change...
My grandma tells me that I'm handsome when she sees me. She is the only one who does this.
My assumption is that she is saying things which are not true.
Could be... although it's been my experience, both first-hand and second-hand, that grandparents, especially grandmothers, are blunt and to the point--they don't pussy-foot around with lies. Unless they're no longer all there in the head, then anything is game.
Ah, real cranberry sauce. None of that crap in a can for me and my own.
Mhhh, yummy.
Indeed.
Yesterday I learned that cranberries are grown in bogs. I now like them even more than I did before.
Because, man, bogs.
Damn straight. And it's so easy to make, too. I don't know why people don't put it to use every year. I mean, the stuff in a can is nice, but let's be honest, it's just cranberry flavored jelly. There's nothing saucelike about it.
Ok, you US Americans. I only going to say this once:
Happy Thanksgiving to you, too.
*hugs Haps*
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I live right next to a cranberry bog. Not only does it provide DELICIOUS food (real cranberry sauce is my third favorite part of Thanksgiving food, next to turkey and mashed potatoes), but cranberry bogs are great to ice skate on in the winter!
My grandma tells me that I'm handsome when she sees me. She is the only one who does this.
My assumption is that she is saying things which are not true.
Could be... although it's been my experience, both first-hand and second-hand, that grandparents, especially grandmothers, are blunt and to the point--they don't pussy-foot around with lies. Unless they're no longer all there in the head, then anything is game.
True. She does say honest things bluntly.
Maybe this is a rare exception to the rule of truth.
Or maybe i'm so handsome that I actually repel women; they find me simply too attractive to approach.
My grandma tells me that I'm handsome when she sees me. She is the only one who does this.
My assumption is that she is saying things which are not true.
Could be... although it's been my experience, both first-hand and second-hand, that grandparents, especially grandmothers, are blunt and to the point--they don't pussy-foot around with lies. Unless they're no longer all there in the head, then anything is game.
True. She does say honest things bluntly.
Maybe this is a rare exception to the rule of truth.
Or maybe i'm so handsome that I actually repel women; they find me simply too attractive to approach.
Attractiveness doesn't work quite the same way with women, I think. An attractive face doesn't do much for them... or, it might, but they're not likely to act on it. They prefer $. (Blunt but true.)
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My mom baked 3 pies today. Thanksgiving will be good. It's almost time!!!
Also, poops, looks like if I wanted to go to the sketchy but good BYOB karaoke place in k-town for my birthday I would've needed to book like 2 weeks in advance... =/
You could wake him up with a friendly blowjob and then he wouldn't be upset by your showering.
Hehehe.
My last name got funked about with sometime during immigration, and it's funny because the original polish name was like... Csrzritkistenskilt, and the new one is completely phonetic in English. It's almost impossible to mispronounce. But people see the "ski" and assume it must have 11 hidden consonants and try to be nice by saying it correctly.
it's spelled amar though
don't ask me
I'm hoping for a thanksgiving miracle to get me unjailed today.
The swearing thing is just a sociel courtesty you're going to have to suck up, but don't stand for the conversion attempts.
It's good you get along with them for the most part. I always have a wonderful time getting along with families (of both my friends and in my relationships), and it makes it a whole lot easier.
My friend Ed's name is Przebieglec.
Pronounced "Sha-bagelitz."
In high school substitute teachers wouldn't even try. Normal teachers were driven to tears.
I didn't know it was your name.
But, just seeing the word spelled, I wouldn't guess Amar was supposed to rhyme with summer. I would have thought it would rhyme with afar.
I love these immigrant name stories. There was one in my American History book about Ellis Island (of course), where this Jewish guy was going through processing, and the records guy asked him what his name was, and the Jewish guy was so nervous, he said "Shoyn vergessen" (not sure on the spelling, means "I forgot") and the records guy wrote his name down as Sean Ferguson.
Yeah, I'm keen on the story now. Thanks though.
Mhhh, yummy.
O_o I'd be skeptical of any story that involves a guy forgetting his own name and telling the immigration guy that.
Smells like an urban legend to me. I could be wrong though.
Indeed.
Yesterday I learned that cranberries are grown in bogs. I now like them even more than I did before.
Because, man, bogs.
no prob
Maybe. It's definitely my favorite story. I know a real one, but it's not quite as interesting. We had a substitute teacher once who told us that her father or grandfather came through Ellis Island, and he had some crazy Polish name that the records guy didn't bother spelling, and so he put down Barnett.
A girl I went to High School with had a Hungarian dad.
When he came to Canada, he changed his last name. His name was Poner but he changed it to Fehereghazi. I might have mispelled it, but shit, what a change...
I'm glad I at least remembered the spelling correctly
@LaOs:
"You changed it to Latrine?"
"Yeah, it used to be 'Shithouse.'"
I think it would have been awesome if he kept Poner, but he knew enough about English to realise what that would be setting his children up for.
Happy Thanksgiving to you, too.
My grandma tells me that I'm handsome when she sees me. She is the only one who does this.
My assumption is that she is saying things which are not true.
Aww... Hap is in a giving mood.
Could be... although it's been my experience, both first-hand and second-hand, that grandparents, especially grandmothers, are blunt and to the point--they don't pussy-foot around with lies. Unless they're no longer all there in the head, then anything is game.
Yeah. Any idea why he chose that longass name, though?
Also, I hope you get what I'm referencing. You lose if you don't.
Damn straight. And it's so easy to make, too. I don't know why people don't put it to use every year. I mean, the stuff in a can is nice, but let's be honest, it's just cranberry flavored jelly. There's nothing saucelike about it.
*hugs Haps*
True. She does say honest things bluntly.
Maybe this is a rare exception to the rule of truth.
Or maybe i'm so handsome that I actually repel women; they find me simply too attractive to approach.
--
Unfriendly blowjob=teeth
Maybe...maybe you just smell like cold ass reheated over an open fire in a Mexico truckstop?
Attractiveness doesn't work quite the same way with women, I think. An attractive face doesn't do much for them... or, it might, but they're not likely to act on it. They prefer $. (Blunt but true.)
This pleases me.