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OKIE DICTIONARY *the worlds most unique language defined) IDIOMS - PHRASES N SUPERSTITIONS. "We know our native tongue ain't quite up to snuff English, but it shore is handy." The Plan Of The Okie Dictionary. This bit of information is intended to server and assist newcomers and visitors to our Great State -- Oklahoma, And to preserve a unique piece of Amercianism. Also, it is our desire to provide the working press and all the "mogulls" in Washington with a copy of this lexicon, so when our Great Statesman take the floor of Congress to expound our political philosophies, we want the entire country to understand, that all we want is to live, let live and our share of the pork barrel. We have our own language which is peculiar to our state. Our vocabulary is not a conglomeration of regionalism sland. Each word has a meaning and purpose, usually picturing action - a story of something happening and moving. Noah Webster *For Damn Sure* wasn't consulted when our language was molded. It was shaped from many years of trial and error - a mixture of "sorghum molasses" southern accent, a nip of several Indian dialects keyed with a southwestern nasal drawl and a wide collection of creative idioms. Our phraseology, we create to fit the occasion and/or situation. When emitting our communicative sounds we tend to butcher the vowels, sometimes with vigor, other times a drag. Now don't get the idea our language is a revolt against proper American English. This isn't the case "atall". Most of we Okies are bilingual, speaking both our vernacular and proper talk when the occasion arises. We know our native tongue is confusing to strangers and "is not quite up to snuff English, but it shore is handy." ABC Dictionary to our words yall: Addled: The man was addled (stunned) Agged: She agged on the fight. Aim: I aim to do it. Air: Bow and air. Anuff: Got anuff? Argy: Argy the point. Aron: A ton of aron. Atall: Not that way atall (At All). Bagger: Give the bagger a dime. Banch: Sit on the banch. Banty: A banty (bantam) rooster. Bidy: She sunburned her bidy. Bigged: She got bigged (pregnant). Bobbed: A bobbed war fence. Borry: Borry a dollar. Bother: It's no bother. Brang: Brang me a hammer. Bremmer: Wild as a bremmer bull (brahma). Bub: Change the ligh bub. Bumfuzzled: Confused. Bunged Up: Sick, or hurt. Caution: He's a caution. Cheer: Pull up a cheer. Chimley: Smoke goes up the chimley. Come-Clear: He come-clear as a bell in court. Come-mere: Come-mere a minute. Cooned: Cooned (crawled) the log. Dainz: She loves to dainz: Dander: Got his dander (temper) up. Doer: Won't doer. Dope: Put some dope (grease) on the axle. Drug: Drug a rope. Edeit: The village edeit. Eluam: An eluam (elm) tree. Ete: Ete (ate) the whole thing. Extry: Got an extry dollar? Far: Built a hot far. Farred: Got farred off the job. Fer: How fer it is? Fixing: Jest a fixing to do it. Flat: He can flat run. Fraidy hole: Storm Shelter. Fright: He's a fright. Funning: I'm jest funning (joking) Git: Git going. Gonna: Gonna doer. Grub: Ete some good grub. Guvernor: The guvernor runs the state guvernment. Hack: He jest kan't hack it. Hand: He's a good hand. Hard: Hard a good hand. Hep: Need a little hep? Hippings: Diapers. Holler Calf Rope: Give Up. Hubbed It: Ran into trouble. Icky: The thing looks icky (distasteful). Iddy: Got a good iddy (idea). Inny: Got inny (any)? Ignurunte: He's ignurunte. Jag: A jag (small) load. Jam: Caught in a jam. Jest: Jest (just) because. Jewery: A hung jewery. Joner: He's a joner (loser) Kang: A kang on a throne. Kan't: Kan't doer. Kernel: A kernel in the ormy. Kittle: That's fine kittle ov fish. Lard: The Lard's Prayer. Larrert: A larrert (lariat) rope. Larruping: The grub was larruping good. Lent: The wall lent to the north. Light a shuck: Light a shuck out ove here Likker: Moonshine likker. Luv: Fell in luv. Marred: Marred in the mud. Mere: Looking glass. Minners: Little fish (minnows). Moaners: Moaners at a funeral. Mogull: A big shot. Them Retired Folks. (Them Retired People) For the past few years thousands of retired people have settled in Southeastern Oklahoma's scenic Kiamichi Country. These are not fishing and hunting types who usually seek out streams and mountains for retirement homes. Instead these people are wanting to fit into the laid back lifestyle in this part of the country. Watching retirees trying to adjust to our culture and speak with our accent has become a humorous pastime. The crown jewels of this group has to be the Houston couple who drove their homestead stake in the ground near Broken Bow about two years ago. A Texas tornado doesn't begin to describe the force with which they hit the region. They let the world know they had arrived. He was tall, gray and lanky. She was squat with dyed red hair. However, they did have one thing in common. Both were blessed with vocal volumes that needed no electronic amplification to be heard. Soon dubbed Big Tex and Little Tex by the natives, their capers laid the rest of Them Retired Folk's mis-adventures in the shade. With much to brag and blow, Big Tex and Little Tex built a huge, rambling, ranch style home on a rocky ten acres. A short distance behind the house an open-front, metal shed was constructed. Then the place was fenced and cross-fenced. With their roots in the ground they plunged headlong into all social, political, church and other community affairs. Little Tex's number one project was to straighten out the First Baptist Church. While Little Tex put this church in order, Big Tex roamed the country side with one bale of hay and a pair of posthole diggers in the back of his pickup truck. In the bank, cafe, or anyplace he could find an audience, he would rear back on his boot heels and bellow. "Boys. I'm a retired oil man from Houston." After giving that statement time to soak in, Big Text would push his ten gallon Stetson onto the back of his head and continue his dialogue. "Yeahup! Me and the little woman are starting us a nice spread out south of town. Going to raise some prize show cattle. Now, you ole boys come out and see us and we will char-coal a steak." One local accepted the offer and told this story after his visit. "Never saw anything like it in my life. That Little Tex prancing around in shorts looked like two watermelons in a gunny sack. While she burned up some wads of hamburger on a Wal-Mart grill, Big Tex gave his family history. Best I can figure, he had seventeen great-grandpas and twenty uncles killed in the Alamo." When not on ego promotional tours, Big Tex made all the livestock auctions. At the sales he always wore a bright yellow shirt and sat on the front row with his high dollar boots sticking out in the aisle. He would bellow out bids on every critter that entered the ring. But he always set'um in low and made sure he didn't buy. Before, after and during the sale Big Tex kept busy giving his expertise on cattle to anyone unfortunate enough to be within earshot. He knew it all, hoof, hide and bangs disease. Then one day an auctioneer got fed up. Big Tex was in his best voice at that particular sale. Near the end an old burned out range cow was driven into the ring. Before the auctioneer could get out one word of his chant, Big Tex roared. "Two hundred and fifty dollars. No use to sell her by weight." The auctioneer didn't hesitate or try to for a higher bid. His face flushing, he pointed his cane at Big Tex and shouted, "SOLD." The other buyers roared. They knew the bottom had fallen out of old hamburger cows the past few days. But his error in judgement didn't embarrass or slow down Big Tex. Instead, it seemed to stoke his ego. Overnight, to those who would listen, the old cow became a registered, exotic import. And of course he branded the old bovine with a big ROCKING T and registered his brand at the courthouse. After recording his brand, Big Tex really got "tree top tall." At the coffee shop he would grin at the waitress. "Honey Baby, I have started me and the little woman a big spread." Then he would raise his voice and repeat the statement so everyone in the place could hear. About a year after stocking his spread with his one old cow, Big Tex paid the veterinary a visit. The vet asked, "What cand i do you for, sir?" Big Tex rocked back on his boot heels. "Doc, I've got a problem with my herd." "What seems to be the trouble?" the bet inquired. "Doc, you know that fine blooded cow i bought?" The vet nodded, holding back a smile. He knew the story. "I've had her for over a year now," Big Tex said, "and she ain't had a calf yet. Something's wrong, Doc." Fighting back a laugh, the vet scratched his head pretending to be in a deep thought. After several seconds of choking down a crackle he said, "Friend, what you need is a bull." Big Tex wasted no time taking the vets advice. The next morning he hauled the old cow to the stockyards, sold her, and bought a bull. More "OKIE" Words. Morrow: Morrow Morning Nabor: He's a good nabor. Nack: What holds your head to your bidy. Nar: A nar (narrow) bridge. Nope: Nope, I won't. Notion: I have a notion to go to town. Nour: In a nour from now. Okery: I luv fried okery (okra). Ormy: Join the ormy (Army). Ornery: A plum ornery critter. Othern: That othern. Out of wack: The thing is out of wack (broken). Ov: Ov (Of) course you are. Panched: I panched my finger. Pert near: Pert near (almost) done it. Petition: What seperates the rooms in a house. Pianno: Play the pianno. Piddle: Don't piddle around. There are so many Words to list and im just not adding anymore. Superstitions. Superstitions are some of our most sacred and cherished traditions. We have many, fashioned from African, Indian and European myths and witchcraft. By having faith in, and properly using these omens, signs, beliefs, and phenomenas, we live long fruitful lives, raise kids and crops, fish, hunt, ward off bad luck, bring good luck, cure ills, cause it to rain, keep away storms and elect the right politicians. __________________________________________________ Never put your baby to sleep facing the east, if you do it will cry all night. If snow lays on the northiside of you house for a week, it is waiting for another one. Never hang your baby's hippings out to dry when the wind is from the north, if you do it will have a rash. Rub warts with a dirty dish rag and they will go away. If you kill a Jay bird your crops will fail. If you kill a toad your cows will give bloody milk. Hang your socks on your bedposts so your dogs won't howl. If a turkey gobbles at midnight the devil is about, so don't go outside. If you find a chicken snake in your garden, your daughter is going to marry a rich man. After eating onions, never blow your breath in a setting hens nest, if you do, her eggs won't hatch. Snakes go blind during dog days. A crowing hen and a whistling woman means trouble is on the way. Never wear a red bonnet while milking a cow, if you do, the cow will go dry. Wives should never eat chicken gizzards while their husbands are on a trip, if they do, he will have bad luck. There are many more superstitions and im sure you can find them online if you look hard enough. In the mean time yall, thanks for reading. The Okie Dictionary (The worlds most unique language defined) Brought To You Exclusively By: TWEEK™ Fubar Bouncer *TRAINEE*
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