We go "down the coast" here!

Loving this thread- I am very interested in language, and regional variations, even accents, are being reduced so much by TV, so it is good to know that some are still alive and well!

In Iowa, we don't drink milk, we drink melk and we warsh the car, not wash it. We can also pronounce De Moine correctly, even though it's spelled Des Moines.

I'm a Houstonian, i used to day soda water. now say soda. everyone else says "coke". drives me batty.

But isn't a settee harder than a couch/sofa? I mean the ones with wooden arms and a more upright back, as opposed to the ones with squishy backs and padded arms?

rite-chere-right here
city ham or country ham

Our summer has been "hotter than a pot of collards".

We always sat on a chesterfield at our house when I was growing up. If we were real good mom would take us uptown and buy us some chips and gravy and a coke float or just a pop. My mom cooked on the range and the stove was where we warmed our butts after a day of sledding on the big hill.When we went for groceries, mom used a buggy to put them in and the bag boy put the groceries in bags.

Wayyyyyyyyy back when I was in high school we used Ink Pens and they did not have cartridges. you put the tip of the ink pen in the ink (Script's)and refilled it. I used an Esterbrook Ink Pen.

We sat on a davenport in my house.
Lunch was the mid-day meal and supper was the evening meal.
We put our food in the fridge.
We bought our food at the market and a bag boy would put them in paper sacks and put them in the cart.
Main Street was downtown, regardless of where you were.
POP was the name for any kind of soft drink.
We cooked on a stove, not a range.
Substitutes for swear words were gosh and golly and darn.
We warshed ourselves with warsh cloths.
We took a bath, not bathed.
We had a crick that ran through town.
It rained cats and dogs, and was hotter than the devil.
Pick-ups were simply trucks.
A road with rocks was a gravel road.
Every train had a caboose, also known as "the red car"
If we referred to an old person, they were "older than dirt"
or "came on the ark."

just want to add (please don't take offense- this is from a commercial)


Name:MY NAME IS JOE, AND I AM CANADIAN (
Hey.
I'm not a lumberjack,
or a fur trader...
and I don't live in an igloo
or eat blubber, or own a dogsled...
and I don't know Jimmy, Sally or Suzy from Canada,
although I'm certain they're really, really nice.

I have a Prime Minister,
not a President.
I speak English and French,
NOT American.
and I pronouce it ABOUT,
NOT A BOOT.

I can proudly sew my country's flag on my backpack.
I believe in peace keeping, NOT policing.
DIVERSITY, NOT assimilation,
AND THAT THE BEAVER IS A TRULY PROUD AND NOBLE ANIMAL.
A TOQUE IS A HAT,
A CHESTERFIELD IS A COUCH,
AND IT IS PRONOUCED 'ZED' NOT 'ZEE', 'ZED'!

CANADA IS THE SECOND LARGEST LANDMASS!
THE FIRST NATION OF HOCKEY!
AND THE BEST PART OF NORTH AMERICA!

MY NAME IS JOE!
AND I AM CANADIAN!