I was listening to a woman telling a story about how a house had been firebombed. With a very serious look on her face, she told of how the perpetrator used a Mazel tov cocktail. I was highly amused.
mmm
Innundate, with the accent on the second syllAble.
Pseudo, pronounced suede-o.
A very intelligent friend of mine pronounced New Hampshire as “new ham-sphere” (I guess it hadn’t come up in conversation much previously). I thought that was a very evocative mental image.
In a short-lived TV show about Irish Travelers, Minnie Driver mispronounces “comeuppance” to sound like come - a - PONCE. Because she’s Minnie Driver and everything she does is amazing, her delivery as a character trying to impress by using a big word is absolutely hilarious.
Ever since, we’ve said come-a-PONCE in our house, I’m sure people who overhear us are mortified that we’re so clueless.
I know many people who take their pain to, and swear by, their CHOIR- practor.
not sure if he leads them in singing, or what…
A favorite of mine, that I REFUSE to change is posthumously.
Evidently, the CORRECT way is “PAHST-yuh-muss-lee”
But I always say it “post-HEW-muss-lee”.
I have eczema, and my mother suggested it might be being affected by demodex mites. Or, according to her, ‘durex mites’.
This went on for weeks; unsurprisingly, I couldn’t find any good info on durex mites.
Loughborough, Leicestershire (luvbrah (or luvburra), lester-shuh to the locals), pronounced as ‘looga-buh-rooga, lie-cess-ter-shyer’.
Neucular. As in Neucular power.
Bob Dylan: heard “die-lan” s/b “dill-un” (and they “corrected” me)
bistro: heard “bie-stroh” s/b “bee-stro” or “bih-stro”
Awry.
'nuff said.
I still doubt my ability to say it correctly the first attempt, so I just don’t say it.
I knew a woman from Alabama who pronounced ‘appointment’ and ‘apartment’ the same way; aperntment. She was a real estate agent. Giggle.
Different woman said ‘pleasure’ and ‘pressure’ the same; prezyure.
Another favorite is 'heighth.
I had a Polish math professor who pronounced “reservoir” like “reserve were”. So whenever I think about Quentin Tarantino’s film, it’s always Reserve Were Dogs to me.
This is electricity generated by burning methane from goose droppings.
Back in the 60s, when the Cuyahoga River was notorious for its filthy pollution (including fires), with god-knows-what floating downstream . . . a local politician went on and on about the “derbies” in the river.
My boss was describing - in some gory detail - her daughter’s claim for surgical negligence
“The surgeon cut her sphinx to muscle. So she needed emergency surgery to repair her sphinx”
I still have a problem saying disrepancy for discrepancy.
Oh wow… I don’t think I’ll ever be able to call it anything else but ‘Looga-buh-rooga’ now. I might even have to go there just to ask for directions.
My wife knew someone who always pronounced that “splincter.”
Once had a neighbor who needed his chimley cleaned every Fall. How do you get chimley out of chimney?