Bad idea. Quick story. As you know, I'm a native Texan who has lived up in the Panhandle all my life speaking our language.
Years ago, when the kids were all little, a family from New Hampshire moved in down the road. Being good neighbors, we befriended them and tried to help them t***sition from city to country life.
We had a Herford bull calf out in the shed we were bottle feeding, and all the kids were playing with him, fed him a bottle and all that. This New Hampshire guy kept saying that a really nice heifer. I kept telling him that it was a bull calf till he finally spelled it out for me.
H EH F O AH D. in his dialect, the D was silent, so we had a bit of a problem communicating. We enjoyed them though.
He was an an accountant, and they moved to New Mexico where the language barrier is just as bad, or worse.
I'm a fan of different dialects myself.
There was a gal at the Arby's in Childress TX. who had the sweetest, smoky, sexy Texas accent, it was like listening to total erotica when ordering a Beef and Cheddar from her at the drive thru.
We don't have too many Icebacks here, but you ought to try talking to a Cajun sometime!!
Bad idea. Quick story. As you know, I'm a native ... (