Saying it wrong on porpoise

(Yes, I stole the title; which will be seen.)

There’s a commercial playing on NWCN, for an animal park. The commercial features a ‘country’-sounding guy singing about what you will see there, and he sings the word ‘animule’. I was going to ask the origin of that mispronunciation in GQ, but ‘GIYF’ and all that.

I turned up Saying It Wrong On Porpoise, which posted a summary of an article from American Speech that had been sent to a mailing list.

‘Bumbershoot’ surprised me. I’d always assumed it was a Britishism, but World Wide Words says it is of American origin, and first appeared in print in 1896. ‘It seems to have been yet another of those gloriously facetious bits of wordplay so characteristic of America in the nineteenth century.’ (Incidentally, Seattle’s Music and Arts Festival, called Bumbershoot, is starting in a couple of weeks.)

Hmm…I wonder if they have the full text of that article available at the liberry.

I’ve never heard the word bumbershoot before: what a maroon.

I always say “supposably” just like Joey said it!

My favorite is ‘‘no apparent raisin.’’ It’s from Futurama.

Oh my gosh me too! My husband and I have a running gag where when one of us does something incomprehensible to the other, we sort of yell “FOR NO RAISIN!” and then laugh like loons.

We used to say we were “swave and do-bone-yer” to prove we were “classy” and spoke fluent French-like.
We would say this while nibbling on horse do-vers.

I always say “liberry” just to piss off any librarians who happen to be nearby.

I’m cornfused.

I have to admit a lot of our conversations involve randomly shouting Futurama quotes while others look on in bewilderment.

Or whore’s ovaries, as dad would say.

My dad in his late 50’s does this all the time. He thinks it’s hilarious. Sometimes it is and sometimes it’s not.

Fillit Mig Non is a famous one.

I don’t know where it came from, but I decided to now and forever pronounce Baked Potato as Borked! Potato! around my house, preferably with an obnoxiously loud and exaggerated russian accent. You have to add a certain trill at the end of ‘Borked!’ to achieve maximum potential.

I also like to request a ‘sodie-pop’.

We use various combinations of swah-VAY and de-boner as the mood strikes. We also eat sketti and sammiches even though we have no kids.

On mornings when the cloud banks hang low, or on very humid evenings, I am frequently heard to remark on how froggy it is outside.

Lol. I said Li-Barry for the longest time, and “Stragedy” as opposed to “Strategy.” It caused endless ridicule as a child. :frowning:

Anyhoo, old issues of “American Speech” are a hoot. That’s where I learned everything I ever wanted to know about “Schmaltz,” and other hip happening Jazz slang from the 30s!

ETA: You can find them on JSTOR, if you’re actually interested. :stuck_out_tongue:

I always say difficulty like this. About 2:18 seconds in. My wife does it too. Once you start saying it like this, it’s hard to stop.

It’s not sammiches, Silly! It’s sangiches!

Yes, it’s a very silly word.

Nobody axed you.

My dad says “Do me a flavor” every single time, as long as I can remember.

Joe