adorshki
Reverential Member
Two sisters from the mid-west were on a road trip across the U.S.
As they were tooling across East Texas they began seeing signs for a town called Nacogdoches.
This prompted some heated discussion between the sisters about how the name of the town should be pronounced. One sister was of the opinion that the g was silent and the c h e s part was prounounced like the word cheese. The other, that the gd combination resulted in a soft j sound and the c h e s part was prounounced shay.
Each time they passed a new sign naming the town of Nacogdoches the discussion would begin again.
Finally they arrived in the town itself. The one sister said to the other “Let’s stop in that little restaurant there and get lunch. We’ll ask a local how they pronounce their town’s name and settle this once and for all!”
So the ladies park and enter the establishment. They walk up to the counter and order their lunch, and as she pays the clerk the first sister asks “Could you please say the name of this place for us? We’ve been seeing the signs and arguing about the pronunciation of it for an hour now. If you could just say the name of this place out loud, that would be ever so helpful!”
The clerk looks from one lady to the other, shrugs and says, very slowly and clearly “Burrr … gerrrr … King.”
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BTW, how do you pronounce Nacogdoches?
As they were tooling across East Texas they began seeing signs for a town called Nacogdoches.
This prompted some heated discussion between the sisters about how the name of the town should be pronounced. One sister was of the opinion that the g was silent and the c h e s part was prounounced like the word cheese. The other, that the gd combination resulted in a soft j sound and the c h e s part was prounounced shay.
Each time they passed a new sign naming the town of Nacogdoches the discussion would begin again.
Finally they arrived in the town itself. The one sister said to the other “Let’s stop in that little restaurant there and get lunch. We’ll ask a local how they pronounce their town’s name and settle this once and for all!”
So the ladies park and enter the establishment. They walk up to the counter and order their lunch, and as she pays the clerk the first sister asks “Could you please say the name of this place for us? We’ve been seeing the signs and arguing about the pronunciation of it for an hour now. If you could just say the name of this place out loud, that would be ever so helpful!”
The clerk looks from one lady to the other, shrugs and says, very slowly and clearly “Burrr … gerrrr … King.”
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.
.
.
BTW, how do you pronounce Nacogdoches?