Modden Inglish

Todd's B-daySome of us speaks bedder than others.  It’s juz the way it is, I spose.

I guess it’s to do with the ways your brung up.  But that ain’t all.  I got a friend whos mum and dad spoke real well, but she talks like shit.  Geez.  I haven’t seen her in years.

We wuz best mates when I waz little.  You know nowdays how you can, like, text everyone and you only put in the bits that they need .  O, uno what I mean.  Well, that’s like, been really great for me.  See I never been much at spelling, and so I can send these txt messages .. you know txt not tects — however you spell it —  Anyway, I can send these new txt messages and people don think I’m a idiot nomore.  And even better – no one knows how bad I spell.

My mum was a great one for spelling.  She could write real good.  And her writing was — well, you know- you could read it and everything.  Anyway, she usta shake her head at me and the girls — cause not one of us could put two words together and spell em the right way — that’s if you could even read them.

Not that I didn’t wanna learn.  I did.  I just wasn’t much chop at it.  I’m not stupid.  I know a lot of stuff about all sorts of shit.

photo by: M Glasgow