one for you americans...

[jumpy]

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/magazine/4252520.stm

I have always enjoyed a rather engaging relationship with the english language over the years. Its diversity and subtlety are a constant delight to me; not least because it is my first language, but also because of the depth of meaning which can be found hidden away in the most simple sentence.
In my travels abroad I have had the privilage (if you will) to entertain a number of new and unexpected interpretations of the english spoken word- sorry, I will not bore you with such accounts here, but suffice to say, I had entered a world of pigeon-english and double speak whose entire basis relies upon a completely different cultural slant to my own understanding of english. All of which brings me to the conclusion that language is a highly subjective medium; more or less completely dependent on where you come from and how you live to begin with, lending an intimate spin upon words wether by chance or design, which serve to denote many variables. Language, social status, ethnicity, humour and many other cultural divides which can be identified by the tone, inflection and context of the speaker or subject.
This is something which I have noticed right here on subsim.com/forum any number of times. Mostly peeps seem to steer around these littery anomolies, but occasionally they fall into a hole and in the process of extricating themselves, only succeed in digging it deeper
Certainly (no bush-bashing intent) you current president has a knack for spoonerisms, unparalelled in the world today exept perhaps when compared to David Coleman (UK sports commentsator) who came up with gems along the lines of: "the game is not over yet, but I thought the best team won" rofl
I shall leave you with a sample of 'lost in translation' from a Chinese food menu from Shanghi....

[Kapitan]

lol :|\

[Iceman]

LOL...The rabbit #&^234%'s the pot LMAO.Have ya ever listened to american rap?....man ya gots to know street lingo there..



Doggy Dog World

Intro:

We’d like to welcome y’all to the fabulous carolina west
I own this mother****er and my name is taa-dow
Y’all niggaz know who I am y’all niggaz tearin up ****
But we got somethin old, and somethin new for y’all tongiht
Put your hands together for snoop doggy dogg
The dogg pound, and the fabulous dramatics

Verse one: snoop doggy dogg

It’s like everywhere I look, and everywhere I go
I’m hearin mother****ers tryin to steal my flow
But it ain’t no thang cause see my nigga coolio
Put me up on the game when I step through the do’
Ya know, some of these niggaz is so deceptive
Usin my styles like a contraceptive
I hope ya get burnt, it seems ya havn’t learnt
It’s the nick nack patty wack, I still got the bigger sack
So put your gun away, run away, cuz I’m back (why? )
Hit em up, get em up, spit em up, now
Tell me what’s goin on
It make me wanna holler, cuz my dollars come in ozones
Lone for the break-up, so take off your clothes
And quit tryin to spit at my mother****in hoes
Seakin of hoes, I’ll get to the point
You think you got the bomb cuz I rolled you a joint
You’se a flea and I’m the big dogg
I’ll scratch you off my balls with my mother****in paws
Y’alls, niggaz, better recognize
And see where I’m comin from it’s still east side till I die
Why ask why? as the world keeps spinning to the d-o-double-g-y

Chorus:

It’s a crazy mixed up world, it’s a doggy dogg world
It’s a doggy dogg world, it’s a doggy dogg world
The dogg’s world

Verse two: kurupt

Well if you give me ten bitches then I’ll **** all ten
See my homey snoop doggy sippin juice and gin
Don’t slip, I’m fo’ to set trip, to get papers
Styles vary, packin flavor like life savors
Ain’t that somethin, talk **** and I’m dumpin
I had your whole ****in block bumpin
Don’t sweat, but check the tecnique, I’m unique like china
Ya never find the bomb-a-rama then this nigga behind ya
So peek-a-boo, clear the way, I’m coming through
One-two, three, you can’t see me
I’m a g like that strapped with hit hard tactics
A ****in menace, usin hoes like tennis rackets
It’s on again, it’s on and poppin
All I see is green, so there ain’t no stoppin
I wanna see some panties droppin
I’m comin from l.a., she used to chill with dre up in compton
(all I ever did was just use that hoe
Show her my dickies, get with these, and kick flows)
I’m dishin out blues, I’m upsetting like bad news
Cut off khakis, french braids, and house shoes
Kurupt, the name’s often marked for catchin slugs
And I smoke weed for the **** of it
Ruff and rugged ****, it’s unexplanitory how I gets wicked
But it’s manditory that I kick it
Check it, I’m runnin hoes in 94, now must I prove it
Hoes call me sugar ray for the way I be stickin and movin
Prepare for a war, it’s on, I’m head huntin
Hit the button, and light **** up like red dawn
Peep, the massicre from a verbal assassin
Murderin with rhymes packin tec-9’s for some action
You really don’t know, do you, you ****in wit a hog
You can’t do me, I’m goin out looney like o-dog

Chorus

Verse three: daz

Tha dogg pound rocks the party (all night long)
Tell when (till the early morn)
It don’t stop (and uh) it don’t quit (for the)
The dogg pound clique (to drop the cavvy dogg ****)

Diggity daz out of the mother****in cut once mo’
So grab a seat and grab your gin and juice and check out the flow
I flip flop and serve hoes with a fat dick
Till I die I’m still screamin that (bitches ain’t ****)
Now I’m the mack daddy, had he, not known about
The city where I’m from, dum diddy dum
As you groove to the gangster ****
The d-o-double-g the p-o-u-n-d, the gangsta clique
Now as the pound break it down with the gangsta funk
I can see and I can tell that’s what the **** you want
So I blaze up the chronic, so I can get high
I promise I’ll smoke chronic till the day that I die

[Kapitan]

what has the world come too

[Kapitan]

what has the world come too

[martes86]

:rotfl: Curious restaurant...

Hey Iceman, do really the rap guys say "poo poo" in their songs? :rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl:

[MadMike]

Ebonics translator :rotfl:

http://www.joel.net/EBONICS/translator.asp

Later MF,

Mike

IYAAYAS!

[bradclark1]

Originally Posted by martes86

:rotfl: Curious restaurant...

Hey Iceman, do really the rap guys say "poo poo" in their songs? :rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl:

If you write the sh.. word subsim automatically changes it to poo poo. It really loses some of it's meaning.

[Damo1977]

:rotfl:

I nearly drowned myself with my coffee, after I had this mental image of hardcore rappers holding guns and saying 'Poo poo'

:rotfl: