So Al, I heard you were raised by sisters of battle on Armageddon, what was that like?
Not really ‘ov battle’ ,nah.
Dey patched up sick gits and made ded flash windurs, mostly.
It woz alright! They wer da only wunz in town that didn’t giv a zog that I was a big lad. Too big! They tret me good. Raised me roit
I can, of course, talk normally, even eloquently - but I have to really think about it. It’s not really my default speech any more. Once you immerse yourself so thoroughly in green skin culture, make yourself think like them, fight like them, talk like them that’s just how it goes.
Deez dayz even me thorts are in orky tork.