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Spawning my own enclave of ‘glitter bat’ users.
What up my glitter bat?
i was so confused when i visited a friend in kentucky and they were talking about the lightning bugs and how pretty they are.
they were dumbfounded when i had never heard of them; they talked for the rest of the day about how much awe i would be in once i saw them.
… they were fireflies. i had to pretend like it was the most amazing thing i had ever seen because i told them i hadnt even heard of them before.
My mom, who grew up as the seventh generation of her family in Maryland, said “the devil is beating his wife.”
I grew up in the center of Mississippi. I always called it “the devil is beating his wife”. Idk why it was ever called that because there was no story; it’s just how it is.
“Foxes getting married”
Chocolatine or pain au chocolat?
Then we have this little region who calls them croissant au chocolat…
At least pain/croissant au chocolat gives you an idea of what it is. Chocolatine? Sure, I’d assume that chocolate was involved, but I wouldn’t even be 100% on that.
I live in the country of the chocolatine so stop blaspheming immediately!!
/j
I thought a glitter bat was a goth wearing colorful accessories.
My favorite of these, which unfortunately I didn’t grow up there to experience it first hand, is that in Minnesota and Wisconsin some people call doing donuts in your car “whipping shitties”.
Great map, thanks for sharing.
Thank you for this knowledge.
The town I grew up in has a longish name, most people in the area shorten it to just the first syllable with a y at the end, similar to how Philadelphia gets shortened to Philly
But there’s a slight difference between how the people who are from town pronounce it and how everyone else does and you can pretty reliably pick out the townies based on that.
Shibboleth!
Feathers = Bird Leafs
And sometimes there’s a comparison to 50 years ago and there were 3 dozen different rare to semi-common linguistic variations for it back then. But somehow only this one small one didn’t get assimilated into the two prevailing ones. Makes you wonder what kind of secrets that town is up to.
So we said both where I grew up
Then there’s Belgium and The Netherlands, where the same words have straight up different meanings.
Mure mur mûr mur
we didn’t call them anything because they don’t live here.
That’s true almost everywhere these days. Climate change and pesticides did a number on them.
I used to see hundreds floating around at night. Now I’m lucky to spot one a year.
Also, lovebugs. There were so many everywhere it was difficult to drive sometimes. I haven’t noticed any in years.
also those godsdamned grass lawns
yup. I used ot see butterflies ALL THE TIME. Now i haven’t seen one in years. Sad :(
Where I’m from we call them Butt Lights
John’s Beetles.
And they’ve asked those 200 folks one by one for sure.
