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I say it like 'zebra', but some people say 'zeebra'.
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How do you pronouce 'ZEBRA'?
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tinx
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definitely zebra, zeebra sounds like an americanism.
Braders
Abi Fletchers Gimpboy
'Zebra', even though i'm STUPID
SK1NT
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i say zedbra coz im even thicker 
SK1NT
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Marshy
Well-known member
How do you think of this stuff Safeway....very very strange
Cheeky Monkey
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- Jul 17, 2003
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CrabtreeBHA said:
Is that 'horse' with an aych or a haych? I make no apologies for saying that any person who uses haych should be taken round the back of the nearest Tescos/Somerfield and despatched with a bullet to the back of the head. IT'S AYCH YOU THICK FUGGERS!
Where the fug did this haych business come from? Rant over.
jeremy beadles hand
New member
It ZEBRA innit?
Lord Bracknell
On fire
Having just had a think about this, while scoffing a nice sconn (with butter and strawberry jam), I can say with absolute certainty that it's a zebbrer, not a zeebrer.
Incidentally, who the hell eats scoanes?
Incidentally, who the hell eats scoanes?
aftershavedave
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Lord Bracknell said:
well me actually, if i liked them that is...and it's zebra OR zeebra for me
Sam
Formerly "Sambo"
Safeway said:Where did that RANT come from?!
Good point well made though. People who say 'haytch' are CUNTFACES.
PENIS NOSES - the lot of them
fatbadger
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Cheeky Monkey said:
Actually, it's aitch, you thick fucker.
Eddie the Seagull
New member
Who's the dense twat that says zeebra??!
Err-err-Err (noise made when tongue in between gum & bottom lip!)
Or is that 'tong'
& it all kicks off.........
Err-err-Err (noise made when tongue in between gum & bottom lip!)
Or is that 'tong'
& it all kicks off.........
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Gully
Monkey in a seagull suit.
It's Zebra with a short e.
There is this old rag and bone man in the East End of London, one day he is doing his rounds and starts to think about the horse pulling his cart, when they get back to the stables he mentions to his horse that they have been together for almost 20 years and he asks him if there is anything that he could do to repay the gratitude. Anyway, the horse says that he hasn't got his legs over recently and wouldn't mind a bit of action, so if the rag and bone man could find him a suitable filly then life would be absolutely wonderful.
The following day they finish the round early and head back to the yard. The old rag and bone man then heads off round London to try and find a suitable partner for his old nag to fulfill his promise. He searches high and low, from Hackney Marsh to the Chiswick Fly-over and draws a complete and utter blank, absolutely nothing. In his desperation he goes to London Zoo and asks to see the head keeper, he asks him if they have any female horses in need of attention, he is politely informed that they don't keep horses. He then asks if they have anything like a horse, clutching at straws, the keeper says they do have zebras which are kind of related.
The rag and bone man bungs the keeper a few quid and heads off home with a gorgeous young zebra in tow. When he gets home he introduces her to his old nag and leaving them to get acquainted goes into his house for his dinner. The following morning he goes out to the stables and finds his old nag looking really hacked off, so he asks him how things went the night before. His horse tells him that she was a stunning filly, a real class act but there was nothing more to tell as he couldn't get her sodding pyjamas off...
Hat and coat, gone...
There is this old rag and bone man in the East End of London, one day he is doing his rounds and starts to think about the horse pulling his cart, when they get back to the stables he mentions to his horse that they have been together for almost 20 years and he asks him if there is anything that he could do to repay the gratitude. Anyway, the horse says that he hasn't got his legs over recently and wouldn't mind a bit of action, so if the rag and bone man could find him a suitable filly then life would be absolutely wonderful.
The following day they finish the round early and head back to the yard. The old rag and bone man then heads off round London to try and find a suitable partner for his old nag to fulfill his promise. He searches high and low, from Hackney Marsh to the Chiswick Fly-over and draws a complete and utter blank, absolutely nothing. In his desperation he goes to London Zoo and asks to see the head keeper, he asks him if they have any female horses in need of attention, he is politely informed that they don't keep horses. He then asks if they have anything like a horse, clutching at straws, the keeper says they do have zebras which are kind of related.
The rag and bone man bungs the keeper a few quid and heads off home with a gorgeous young zebra in tow. When he gets home he introduces her to his old nag and leaving them to get acquainted goes into his house for his dinner. The following morning he goes out to the stables and finds his old nag looking really hacked off, so he asks him how things went the night before. His horse tells him that she was a stunning filly, a real class act but there was nothing more to tell as he couldn't get her sodding pyjamas off...
Hat and coat, gone...