Regardless, .....LOL

Seriously though (I'll stop picking on my Albion friends) when it comes to language it's like this: give me a plateful of mashed potatoes and gravy and I can sit up and take nourishment, scoop them up with a stick, or even bare fisted, and then go on talking to ya while I chew with my mouth open. It's all good. I can nail on shingles crooked. You can't see them from the ground. I can smear caulking all around the chimney. It'll never leak. Attention to detail and respect for the material is secondary to getting the job done. Words is words, meaningless really. Not sure why we even bother with em actually. I got about sixteen shelves filled with other peoples' delusions that language is an art form. My crooked shingles keepem dry. All is well with the world.>>>

rotfl! Ok, me first then...I hate the word, 'sarking' even though I know it is a real word. And I don't like 'upstand' much either. lol.>>>