The “Southernism” thread has been great!
Now it’s the northerners’ turn.
Tell me about some of your sayings and words.
My family is from the Midwest (downstate Illinios to be exact) and all of them say “Sodie” for soda and “Warsh” instead of wash.
Drives my CRAZY!!!
Not fer nuthin’, but I wouldn’t give a jamoke like youse guys the time of day. Fuhgeddaboudit, pally.
My husband’s family is from Indiana. His grandmother and his parents called bell peppers mangoes…
My family is from Baltimore - I’m not going to get into those regionalisms, hon.
Green bell peppers are mangoes.
The red ones are “red peppers”.
And be sure to warsh 'em before you eat 'em. Not in the crick neether. The feesh will make 'em smell all funny, you know.
-Rue.
This thread is WICKED cool! 
(Northern NY phrase - spoken with emphasis on “wicked”)
Must have been a regionalism to my city, but a teacher pointed out once that a lot of us said we were “going over <name>'s house” rather than “going to <name>'s house”
“Wicked Cool” ?! What are you, retahded? This heah thread is obviously Wicked Pissa! But then again, you New Yawkahs never made much sense to us New Englandahs? (just kidding)
How about “all” in place of “gone?” As in: “I thought there was one more cup in the pot, but the coffee’s all.”
I think we’ve covered the “yizz” and “yinz” thing, so I won’t go into that.
And DAVE, apologize. They aren’t jamokes. They’re mooks. Get it right.
Zap!
~~Used to room with two chicks from Connecticut…
(Chick #1) “No I di-ent”
(Chick #2) “Yes you did”
(Chick #1) “No I di-ent”
(Chick #2) “Yes you did”
(Anticay after 10 minutes of this) “Well I DIDN’T DO IT!”
Then I’d get two looks like ‘huh?’.
Yo, you guys are friggin’ hilarious. I’m goin’ down to Dunkin Donuts and gettin’ me a coupla sinkers and some cawfee. Wit my luck, dale be a buncha mopes on a line goin’ out da daw. Freakin’ fohgetaboutit, ya know?
Anybody else say “tchochke” to mean “random collectible crap to take up space on the shelf”? My friends and family do but I’m not sure how widespread it is.
Some differences I’ve noticed between my speech and my Mississippi classmates: “You guys” as opposed to “y’all,” “cart” as opposed to “buggy,” “put away” the groceries as opposed to “put up,” “check” things off a list as opposed to “tick.”
Parts of east-central New York pronounce “soda” as “soder.”
I can’t think of anything else.
You “go down the shore” in New Jersey.
I think I’m gonna sit back with a Lon Gisland Ice Tea and enjoy this freakin’ thread.
I noticed this when I lived in NC for a couple of years. Instead of a “checkmark”, it’s a “tickmark”. I forgot about that one!
Santino, Have you seen the SNL skit with the Boston kids played by Jimmy Fallon and Rachel Dratch? “You’re retahded!”, “No, you ah!”
It’s weird that the New England saying, “wicked”, made its way to Northern NY. When I moved to NC, I got lots of strange looks from the southerners when I said, “That was wicked good” or “That was wicked hard!”. It was the first time I realized that not everyone says it. And now that I’m in Albany, no one down here says it either, so it’s pretty much vanished from my vocabulary.
I’ve lived in New England all my life and have somehow managed to keep all my "r"s in the right places.
I do know that I can go to Newbury Comics for a “wicked good time” also known as wicked awesome.
The use of “I was like…he was like…she was like… it was like…” seems to be a Northeast thing…I think the West equivalent is “I was all…he was all…she was all etc…”
What do you call a water fountain? We call them bubblers.
What do you call soda? Do you call every soda Coke? Pop? Tonic?
Whatevah.
Yeah guy.
Do you eat subs, grinders or hoagies?
Do you eat fried dough or funnel cakes?
Someone from New Jersey please tell me–What is "water (sounds like wooter) ice?
I grew up in western Massachusetts and I, too, have managed to keep all my R’s in the right places. My mother, however, lived in Lowell, MA for a while as a kid and still occasionally manifests a Boston accent.
Everyone I know calls a water fountain a water fountain. It’s extremely rare to hear someone call it a bubbler. Soda’s called soda here, never pop, or worse, sodie. Subs are subs, or grinders, but never hoagies. And I’ve never even heard of funnel cakes.
Once as a young man I worked at a swimming pool. There was one kid who hung around from New Hampshire. My colleague and I inquired as to what city and he said:
“Kankahd”
We promptly replied: “Huh?”
He says: “Kankahd”
We say: “Huh?”
He says “The state capitol”
We say: “Ooooh, Con-Cord”
He says: “Huh?”
That was my first experience with Yankee speech.
South of Albany, NY, they’re water fountains. Calling 'em bubblers gets you looked at awfully funny.
I’m extremely guilty of the “I was like…” thing.
Soda’s soda.
Some people say “yeah guy” but not everybody.
Fried dough and funnel cakes aren’t the same thing. They’re both available at the county fair back home, and they’re different things.
Poor Mogwei! I hope you have had the pleasure of water ice, even if you don’t know what it’s called.
Ever had a real Italian ice? Not the kind you scrape out of the little paper cup with a wooden paddle, but the kind that is scooped like ice cream? That’s water ice. It’s like sorbet.
racin’–Tchotchke’s a Yiddish word. I suppose Yiddishisms are more common in the NE than in Mississippi!