One of the really cool things about my job at Timon is how family things get tied up unexpectedly.
Met a guy who is roughly the same age my dad would be… from roughly the same neighborhood.
Just chatting with him, he added a letter to two different words the same way my ol’man used to.
Cousint and concreak.
Musta been the way they said in the Valley.
I have to figure out a way to talk to this guy some more to see if I can pull out any other speech oddities he has in common with the ol’man. (like without being a creeper about it. hahaha)