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arg, I am officially "that girl" in terms of ritual giggles. We have a *very* serious and important ritual every year, and every single feckin' year, I manage to get delirious with giggles about half way through and i can't can't can't stop. I get all sorts of hell for it, but I can't help it!
When I came back from Ireland, I had a really ridiculous mish mash of accents. I picked up a serious Belfast accent, and I couldn't shake it. The word "four" sounds more like "far" and can't doesn't sound like c-ant, it's more like, "canna" and I just in general have a different emphasis to my words...so my sisters thought it would be HILLARIOUS to make me have the card with all the "can'ts" and "for to" and "for that" and "forward" because, you know, one ridiculous accent is feckin' hilarious in the middle of a solemn ceremony.
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