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well, not from Guardian Frigerator Company. from pronunciation?
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From fridgid?
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Fridge, with a consonant pair indicates a "short" i pronunciation.
Frige, single consonant followed by the silent e would be "long" i. Fr-eye-ge. (to rhyme with fries) |
I think the main problem here is that America is full of people who have no clue how to spell. "Frig" is their way of spelling "fridge."
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Fridge.
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Everyone spells it Fridge over here.
An ex of mine used to sing a drinking song that had the line "friggin' in the riggin'", which I guess suggested sailors doing it boy style. |
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Definitely not overkill on the spelling rules. Love it! If only the placement of accents in Spanish was that comprehensible.
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:finger: minus the anger, of course. :) |
Why are you mad?
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Is that...Why, are you mad?
OR Why are you mad? (yes, I know, I know, completely unnecessary and not even particularly intelligent pedantry) |
Either way, I'm keen to know the answer. lol
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friggin in the riggin, Friggin in the riggin, Friggin iiiiiiiiiiiin the riggin, 'cause there's frig all else to do. Now am gonna google it and see... |
Bugger no. It's 'fuck all else to do' :p
here's the full lyrics: FRIGGIN' IN THE RIGGIN' (Music : The Sex Pistols / Lyrics : Anthrax) There was a bunch of roadies And this here is their story A scurvy bunch of evil twits Who never say they're sorry They've traveled cross the nations Fuckin' paid vacations We love the schism that they make They're here for the duration Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was fuck all else to do The captains name is Rick Whose "Bozo-do" is slick He really thinks he knows it all He's just a Jersey hick Wanking, cranking, Georgie He always finds an orgy He rubs his balls and picks his nose He's horny Georgie porgie Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was fuck all else to do The kind of sleaze is Ring Polaroid's his thing He whipped it out, her teeth fell out And now it's in a sling From LA we have Troy His fetish is Playboy A smelly trout, he'll eat it out Go wash your hands you're M.O.I. Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was fuck all else to do John Tempesta is The Joker The Adams apple choker Sandra Bernhard is his twin He'd probably even poke her The B-boy was John Rooney He was a fuckin' loony He does a rap, he thinks he's black He's soft like Gerry Cooney Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was fuck all else to do Yo my name is Bill Dur, bouncing is my skill, duh, Smoke ten packs and use my plaque Duh, with my breath I'll kill Thursby is the lard ass The monitors are his task The sound they made when the band played Was like Ed Trunk with bad gas Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was fuck all else to do The photobug is Ambo He'll fill up any hairy hole We'll blindfold you with dental floss You burnt out fuckin' bimbo The bottom line is Z Oh please don't sit on me Go wipe your hemorrhoid ridden butt You 1960's hippie! Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was fuck all else to do This here was the story About our fuckin' roadies A scurvy bunch of evil twits Who never say they're sorry They've traveled cross the nations Fuckin' paid vacations We love the schism that they make They're here for the duration Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was fuck all else to do |
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