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[zinaya]

My favourite colour is purple, I like to criticise bad dialogue in fims, and I love the theatre. But guess what? I will never change a TYRE.

Why can't I have this one word? It's just a tire...



You can thank [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] for this pointless post. Tyre. *cringes*

Comments

[blue-raven.livejournal.com]

For the record, I like the colour purple, too. It's utterly mesmerising.

[zinaya-y2kewel.livejournal.com]

I dreamed about you last night; I memorized the whole thing.

[blue-raven.livejournal.com]

I recognise you spelled memorise incorrectly. But, don't worry, learning how to speak proper English takes its time. It is a labour of love. Once it is learned, it shall be like riding a bike. A bike with tyres.

Here, have a biscuit. :D

[zinaya-y2kewel.livejournal.com]

You darling, need serious counseling. I have strove to teach you how the real world works but it doesn't look like you're listening. British English is not the center of everything you know.

Thanks for the cookie.

[blue-raven.livejournal.com]

I am not levelling any offence are you, dearest, I mean to criticise the mere fact that you Americans are quite liberal with the letter Z. I realise that is how you were taught in primary school, and it is ingrained habit, and in your defence, it is a hard habit to break. I just wished to remind you that English is your mother tongue and must be loved and honoured.

[zinaya-y2kewel.livejournal.com]

Why must you catalog everything, love? Spelling is not my specialty, but my Mom taught me to look things up in an encyclopedia when I need extra reassurance and I'm quite sure I'm correct.

Care for a donut?

[blue-raven.livejournal.com]

I bet your Mum is so proud of you. But, I do empathise, you have been spelling words like aluminium and sulphur 'you'r way for so long that when we come across it in our text books we are momentarily thrown. But, we recognise the error, correct it and continue on with our lives, watching entertaining television programmes, going to the theatre, playing rugby and eating scones with jam. We do forgive you, of course. We are indeed the forgiving type.

Tea?

[zinaya-y2kewel.livejournal.com]

I have been trying to gage your reaction to this conversation and I think you and I have a crazy sense of humor. Maybe we should forget this whole thing and go skipping along the sidewalk?

Yikes, I'm sorry. It is very late; I'm in my pajamas, and I'm out of coffee.

It's times like this when I recognize the true benefit of friends. My arse is tired but at least you are here to offer me tea. *snogs*

[blue-raven.livejournal.com]

You said arse! It is a small but momentous victory. The rumours about any misspellings in that case are now gloriously unfounded.

I shall like the skipping down the footpath. And tea solves everything. Especially when served with Cadbury's. *snogs back*