Anyway, at the age of 8, moving to a new state where everyone was related to one another and hardly knew of another way to speak, unless you counted Spanish, I worked hard to become more Minnesotan, but it was short-lived. I went to a local college, but one with lots of out-of-state and out-of-country students, like my boyfriend-cum-husband*, who honestly didn't know what "pop" was and laughed uproariously whenever I said it. So, now I say "soda" instead, and "yeah" instead of "yah" and cut off the "uf dah" before it reaches the "dah."
All of this is to say that I now speak something like a newscaster with poorer diction, and I'm thinking I need to ethnic it up again. Thanks to the Coen Brothers, the Minnesota accent (or a gross exaggeration of it, anyway), is almost as well known as the hick accent as a southern one, so I don't think I'll go back to that just now. Considering my reading material lately, I'm thinking of picking up some Irish, and I don't mean liquor.
For subtlety's sake, my model is going to be Mayor Carcetti in The Wire:
... who is supposed to be Italian, I think, but the actor is too Irish to completely cover up his accent, and occasionally says words stuff like "I tink" and "the letter haitch." I was also inspired again by watching Hot Fuzz to say: "God rest 'im" and "God rest 'er" whenever talking about dead folk.
In conclusion, coming soon, a pretentious and annoying fake accent!
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* Stop laughing! That's not dirty, it's LATIN.
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