Read This Out Loud!!!

I dare you to try!

To get the full effect, this should be read aloud. You will understand what 'tenjewberrymuds' means by the end of the conversation.


The following is a telephone exchange between a hotel guest and room-service, at a hotel in Asia, which was recorded and published.

Room Service (RS) : "Morrin. ; Roon sirbees."

Guest (G) : "Sorry, I thought I dialed room-service."

RS : "Rye, Roon sirbees, morrin! Jewish to oddor
sunteen??"

G : "Uh, yes, I'd like some bacon and eggs."

RS : "Ow July den?"

G : "What??"

RS : "Ow July den?, pryed, boyud, poochd?"

G : "Oh, the eggs! How do I like them? Sorry, scrambled please."

RS : "Ow July dee baykem? Crease?"

G : "Crisp will be fine."

RS : "Hokay. An Sahn toes?"

G : "What?"

RS : "An toes. July Sahn toes?"

G : "I don't think so."

RS : "No? Judo wan sahn toes??"

G : "I feel really bad about this, but I don't know what 'judo wan sahn toes' means."

RS : "Toes! toes!, Why jew don juan toes? Ow bow Anglish moppin we bodder?"

G : "English muffin!! I've got it! You were saying 'Toast.' Fine. Yes, an English muffin will be fine."

RS : "We bodder?"

G : "No, just put the bodder on the side."

RS : "Wad! ?"

G : "I mean butter, just put it on the side."

RS : "Copy?"

G : "Excuse me?"

RS : "Copy, tea, meel?"

G : "Yes. Coffee, please, and that's all."

RS : "One Minnie. Scramah egg, crease baykem, Anglish moppin we bodder on sigh and copy,  rye??"

G : "Whatever you say."

RS : "Tenjewberrymuds."

G : "You're very welcome."

da wos lice,zainnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn


sounds like one i know, the lady said you you you bleak fast. or the bleak fast is leady.

Moyola, tenjewberrymuds, I rye the Oaks

Moyola has gone coocoo, tenjewberrymuds

Baxilexi:

da wos lice,zainnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn


sounds like one i know, the lady said you you you bleak fast. or the bleak fast is leady.

Rabbi. . . . .

cbase:

Moyola, tenjewberrymuds, I rye the Oaks

yu feri wenkum!!!

merci beaucoup mademoisselle

spenchuks:

Moyola has gone coocoo, tenjewberrymuds

hehe. . .hv I?

yes o!

O yes

cbase:

merci beaucoup mademoisselle

awww!!

Vous comprend/parle francais ?

spenchuks:

yes o!

cbase:

O yes

egbami. . . hw mani yes!!

ah hvnt gone coocoo o!! m yet 2

so when are u going to go

2nite probably

ok. let me sleep before it she starts

wait nau

Oya hao mani of yu kan do use yur head 2 break bricks,

I can use my head in many oda ways dan breaking bricks , like in the Junction wher bushes sprout

cbase:

I can use my head in many oda ways dan breaking bricks , like in the Junction wher bushes sprout

chei!!

is dat whr yur mind is?

yep and many more places like, did you realize your posts just clocked next year, (2009)?

haha. . . cbazee o

a kiss would do just fine

c ya mouth lyke kiss. . . . take diz

oh, I just asked for a french kiss, like brothers and sistas in christ and you want it deep, see you even wan may we do tongue, na wa oo, oya na

haa

datz 4 yu

I love u too

u wont kill me 2day

Sharing Nuts

On the outskirts of town, there was a huge nut tree by the cemetery fence. One day two boys filled up a bucket with nuts and sat down by the tree, out of sight, and began dividing the nuts.

"One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me," said one boy. The bucket was so full, several rolled out toward the fence.

Cycling down the road by the cemetery was a third boy. As he passed, he thought he heard voices from inside the cemetery. He slowed down to investigate. Sure enough, he heard, "One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me."

He knew what it was. "Oh my," he shuddered. "It's Satan and St. Peter dividing the souls at the cemetery."

He cycled down the road as fast as he could and found an old man hobbling along with a cane. "Come here quick," said the boy. "You won't believe what I heard. Satan and St. Peter are down at the cemetery dividing the souls."

The man said, "Shoo, you brat, can't you see I'm finding it hard to walk as it is." But after several pleas, the man hobbled to the cemetery.

Standing by the fence, they heard, "One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me."

The old man whispered, "Boy, you've been telling the truth. Let's find out if we can see the devil himself." Shivering with fear, they peered through the fence, but they were still unable to see anything. The old man and the boy gripped the wrought-iron bars of the fence tighter and tighter as they tried to get a glimpse of Satan.

At last they heard, "One for you, one for me. And one last one for you. That's all. Now let's go get those nuts by the fence, and we'll be done."

They say the old guy made it back to town five minutes before the boy.

I always Knew Sam Milla Could run despite his Grey hairs but If i was told he would reach the village 5minits b4 me, I no go belive am.

cbase:

I can use my head in many oda ways dan breaking bricks , like in the Junction wher bushes sprout

It's official.cbase has a one track mind

cbase here, cbase there, what has cbase don?

cbase:

I always Knew Sam Milla Could run despite his Grey hairs but If i was told he would reach the village 5minits before me, I no go believe am.