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In Southern Indiana where I grew up, I frequently heard this, but it sounded more like a slurring of "you'uns" into one syllable. "Fire" had two, but it wasn't "fi-yer", just "fi-er". Oh, and bell peppers were mangoes, and peony was pronounced "piney". I still say it piney, because I'm stubborn, and I like it.

I remember years ago on a driving vacation out west, there were official signs saying X marks the spot, with x's representing fatalities. And in really dangerous spots, there might be 3 or 4 signs jammed in together.

Totally not offended. I'm not from the south, so non-southerners saying y'all makes me cringe. Especially when they spell it "ya'll". I take the "guys" as a generic person, much like "man" used to be short for "mankind", i.e., the human race.

INTP - They may appear to drift about in an unending daydream, but Logicians’ thought process is unceasing, and their minds buzz with ideas from the moment they wake up. This constant thinking can have the effect of making them look pensive and detached, as they are often conducting full-fledged debates in their own heads, but really Logicians are quite relaxed and friendly when they are with people they know, or who share their interests. However, this can be replaced by overwhelming shyness when Logician personalities are among unfamiliar faces, and friendly banter can quickly become combative if they believe their logical conclusions or theories are being criticized. Yep, there is an unending monologue in my head. It's very hard to explain it to people that I have to halt the monologue in order to have a conversation with someone. And if there's a major lull in the conversation, the monologue starts up again and I lose track if people start talking again. So I come across as a distracted goof at times. I met a psychic once who told me my mind was always going 1,000 mph. Nailed it. No one is more enthusiastic and capable of spotting a problem, drilling through the endless factors and details that encompass the issue and developing a unique and viable solution than Logicians – just don’t expect punctual progress reports. People who share the Logician personality type aren’t interested in practical, day-to-day activities and maintenance. *sigh* Unfortunately, also true.

Yes.

I used to be an INTJ when I was younger. I just retook the test online and got INTP with a side of A (assertive vs turbulent). Cool shirts!

How about a ping-pong paddle with "sorry!" written on it? Flash as needed. Maybe the other side could read "Get off your phone!", but don't mix them up. LOL

Isn't that the quite-famous-herself Kaley Cuoco?

The girls share a 3 oz can of wet food every evening and they really love the salmon and tuna. Their dry kibble (as much as they want) is rabbit-flavored. It amuses me for some reason. If they had mouse-flavored, I'd try that, too.

Gaia! And Foster Dad John.

Yikes! I'm so sorry, but now you know. She can pass for normal in e-mails, but not in person, which is good information to have.

They think they own you and they're generally hard-headed, fiesty, and eccentric. They're not like any other cat you've ever had. They're the typical cat attitude on steroids

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Absolutely! I used to work night shift, and would sometimes go down in the morning for a paper before we got off shift. Everyone seemed to think it was OK to want to grab whichever bits I wasn't reading, and would get a little miffed when I told them it was my paper, I'd paid for it, and I didn't think it was unreasonable to want to read it first. So you can either wait until I'm done (I read very quickly), at which point you can have the damned thing (except for the crossword puzzle), or you can waltz down and get your own, like I just did.

I had a ShuShu! Named for her oversized polydactyl feet. She looked like she was stomping around on snowshoes as a kitten. She was a friend's cat's kitten, and I remember when I first saw her, she was 4 or 5 weeks old and trying to lick her paw, which was so big it practically wrapped around her face. LOL She was a GORGEOUS tortie with typical tortie attitude. She had surgery for bladder stones, did well initially and a few weeks later, threw a saddle thrombus (a blood clot that lodges where the aorta forks into right leg, tail, and left leg). Essentially, a stroke. The vet tried clot busters, but she never got better and I had to have her put to sleep. See you at the Rainbow Bridge, sweet girl.

So does Wal-Mart. Better yet, if it's not in stock at your usual store, it will show the closest store where it IS available.

She was just shooting them out, it seemed. Poor darling, she looks like a half-grown kitten herself. Never again, Harley. You're safe now. Didn't they say a vet heard her and found her taped up in a box and tossed out like trash? Some people don't deserve to breathe. Grr.

Thanks. I was able to scroll back for the ones I missed.

That's hilarious, raven!

Paying online, so there's none of that "here's your your check", picking up your card and returning your change/receipt?

I don't believe the term "Kentucky Fried Chicken" has been in common use for nearly 200 years.

Or the warning on a kid's Halloween costume: "Cape does not enable wearer to fly".

So cute, Jaded! Reminds me of the "popcorn kittens":

We had a kitten named Antonio back when I was a teen. He was a tiger and Tony the tiger wasn't original enough, so Antonio he was. He was racing to beat the closing screen door one day and got bonked in the head/neck region. He seemed to shake it off, but always had a bit of a head tilt after that. And, smart-asses that we were, we called him Antonio Crick-neckio. He lived a normal life span, and the head tilt was adorable, as though he was perpetually wondering, "Whatcha doin"?"