kek. I luv a good satire. I got the picture by "lying bastards." kek again.
The secret to good satire is to make sure you go far enough into the inane that the reader realizes what you're doing. Of course, some bright sparks don't pick up on it, and that can cause some real consternation.
But I can keep my silence no longer. The truth must be told. The highest form of English is 'Strayan. Our fusion of egalitarianism from cockney and convicts is superior even to the yanks, and the elocutionary power of our inherited pommie parlance with a penchant for cutting to the quick and taking no bullshit, while spinning yarns.... well, it's second to none.
kek. I luv a good satire. I got the picture by "lying bastards." kek again.
The secret to good satire is to make sure you go far enough into the inane that the reader realizes what you're doing. Of course, some bright sparks don't pick up on it, and that can cause some real consternation.
But I can keep my silence no longer. The truth must be told. The highest form of English is 'Strayan. Our fusion of egalitarianism from cockney and convicts is superior even to the yanks, and the elocutionary power of our inherited pommie parlance with a penchant for cutting to the quick and taking no bullshit, while spinning yarns.... well, it's second to none.
And know you all know.
signed, Down Under.