I love mispronunciations. I love when people mispronounce things.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I don't even correct people when they mispronounce my name now.
I am very up front about about my inability to pronounce things correctly.
I like crisp words like 'blimey', 'yikes', 'crap' which describe consternation, embarrassment, and sometimes wonderment without making me type so many alphabets.
I love accents.
I just love dialects; they're really fun.
If you can't pronounce a word correctly, just don't use it.
I know I mispronounce things constantly, because maybe I read more than I talk, but I don't know the proper way to say a lot of things, even though I know what they are. But then I know I look like a moron.
Oh, by the way, I tend to use a lot of profanities. I do that for a reason: I like it.
When I go out with the ladies, I don't force them to pronounce my name. I tell them I like to go by the nickname of Kitten.
I love language, and I love the failure of language.
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