So, I used to be friends with this girl who decided to make up her own dialect. She insisted upon pronouncing every "ag" sound -- like in "agriculture" -- as "ig" -- as in "big". For her, this transformed the word "bag" into "big", "flag" into "flig" and "dragon" into "drigon". I will never forget when she was trying to understand 'see you at the pole'. After explaining to her what it was, she said, "oh, the flig pole." She also believed that since some people pronounce "wash" as "worsh", then every water-related word should also be pronounced this way. Worter. The worter fountain. The worshing machine. George Worshington. Worter bottle.
She was crazy, loud, random, air-head-ish, and she fell a lot.
Now, she is a Junior in High School who almost already has sophomore status in college. Moral: don't underestimate people; don't misjudge. You never know who will end up to be what. Believe in yourself. Don't let people tell you that the things you say are weird.

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