I don't have trouble pronouncing any words..
ALL OF THEM
Seriously, it's quite sad. Maybe that's why I'm not much of a talker![]()
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I can't think of any words I struggle to say. I had a speech impediment when I was younger (and a horrible stutter) so occasionally I have problems getting out certain sounds, but for the most part I can say everything properly without trouble.
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I say either N-send-D-airy, or nSend-jury. Both sound all right to me.
The fairy thing is probably some preprogrammed psyche trigger. Somebody's been messing with your head.Probably blameless. Why would we have a letter with a dual function? Why does this secondy K double as a second S? Languages are stupid.
DIDO. Of course, I always thought epitome was an Epic Tome as I had heard the word tome to describe a book long before I saw the word epitome used.
As far as I can recall, everyone I've ever heard use this word has said "Rrrrl." Sounds like a growling dog to me. I say "rue-rawl."
I've always been an unaplogetic grammar-nazi and spelling-tyrant as well as a dedicated dictionaryist (I can make up words when I want to)
Chances are that if it isn't a popular term in English, I can't pronounce it. My grandma speaks Tagalog. After watching Wayne's World, I tried to learn Cantonese so I could impress some pretty Chinese girl (I hadn't realized Mandarin was a more widespread dailect), watching anime inspired me to study Japanese (which is easier to pronounce but no simpler to remember), my dad has been studying German as its in his blood. My French cousin has inspired me to learn his language. Words in German and French are usually easy to pronounce but not so much when you're reading them.
I can't pronounce words represented by foreign letters.
Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.
None I'm aware of, but that's because when I learn I've got it wrong I'm able to correct myself. The problem is learning I've got it wrong, because hoo boy does my brain ingrain things deep when it wants to. For instance I not only pronounced "galvanize" as "glavanize" for years and years, I spelled it that way, and when I read it, I read it as "glavanize".
e; Pike can't pronounce "Spokane" fyi
e2; I also can't pronounce "Tlahuizcalpantecuhtli"
My accent smurfs me over a lot. I just slur words like I'm drunk and it's goddamn annoying.
Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.
As a true video game nerd, I learned how to read english before I learned how to speak it.
As a direct result of that, when we first started learning English, I would pronounce silent letters, like for instance the k in "know" and the w in "sword." And I thought the "ch" in "character" was pronounced like the "ch" in "charades."
I refused to acknowledge the correct pronounciations for several years.
I'm sure there are words I don't pronounce right to this date, but as I'm obviously not aware of them, I can't tell you what words they are. That's probably why I'm pronouncing them wrong in the first place.
Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.