Yur

Then, in a staggering display of empathy for the deceased lacking, this friend segues to the narcissist nub of the matter: "Omg wat if yu get arrested b4 yur bdai."

Zom yurs ago, I need’n stop ta tull thur when,…A hunderd yurs ‘ad pass’d, twiz zaid;

‘Lor’ bless ye, there wun’t be thoughts o’ marryin’ in her ‘ed for yurs yet. And when she do marry she’ll marry a properer Mann than ‘im .

In them thar yurs of vanity I useter think the hull worl’ didn’ hol’ ez takin’ a gal ez Arizony Farner. …’Nd now Moses Adkins hev married ‘er yurs ‘nd yurs ago.

Yep! Right hyere in this vury house, when me and the wife lived hyere yurs ago, and Teedy went to git a knife fer something or nother, and sent her off into everlastin babblin.

Ah remembur this wan time, few yurs back now (Christ the time just runnun awey like it does), when me mate wuz up at the college in Belfast an ah went te stop up thur wuth um ferra weekend - lots n lots uv drink an drugs…

‘Tis a turr’ble state d’be in, Oi c’n tell ee, When th’things you done a vew yurs back don’t work, They gurt-big zacks o’ taydees ver me back be var doo weighdy…

They spoke in soft Southern drawls: We ded this part about this tahm nine yurs ago,” said the one with the neatly trimmed white moustache. “But ah don’t remember thur bein’ so much uphiyull.”