Hey guys!!!>!>!>!>!>!> What up? I have some fancy news for you guys!!>!>!>!>!>! I'm in Alabama. How did I get there? Well I went down with an old friend, Mrs. Hope. Well we where on our way, and about twenty minutes out. She looked with shock in her eyes. Naturally I looked and saw the thing she was looking at. It was...
It read Quitman.
What was this? A city, a street, a country. No, it was a word (but nice try though). Suddenly (as if mad) she started to laugh. Suddenly she said "Quit-man". Then as if I had caught a disease I started laughing. What was this sense of humor?
We came to our senses. But it wasn't long before yet another "word" was spotted. Macon. Right then she blurted "Quit-man your macon me crazy"
Long story short we ended up seeing more signs and got this sentence.
Quitman ya' macon me buckatunna! Chichora? Now, Citronelle Down"
Suddenly we had created a language, like Ebonics (a fancy way of saying black people talk) but not. We needed to come up with a name. What could we call it. I was think, "Oh, oh, oh, oh" Trying to come up with one, I continued, "oh, oh..."
"Bama!" Hope yelled!
"You know like Bama but Bama"
For those of you wondering, it's pronounced Bomb-ah.
This new language is new, fresh, and hot. So get over it Bama fans!!! We're moving in.
P.S For the French this language is called bamdasha (Bomb-dash-ah)
9 months ago