Me four, although I have never seen it before now. I am bad at the internet acronyms. I usually know what they mean from seeing them in context, but not what they stand for. IDK and IDEK look like knitting stitch abbreviations to me.

quim quim quim quim quim quim quimmmity quim

edit: of course a minion walks into the office while that's posting.

I also hear "yea" pronounced as "yay" in a kind of Olde Timey Englishe accent.

I do, too, unless contextually it's clear that it's a colloquialism for "yes."

It would never in a million years occur to me that "he" was a laugh unless it were a string of them like hehehehehe.

When they're strung together, it still drives me nuts. And -- follow THIS (il)logic -- even though "he" is pronounced with a long "E," when they're strung together to indicate amusement, I hear them with a short "E." The reason why? Because to me, "hee" is the only "right" spelling, and so "he" is missing one "E" and therefore is a short "E" sound -- but ONLY in that instance.

I reiterate: FREAK, I AM.

Oh- I didn't know I was a freak because I hear

hehehehehe

in my head as

heh heh heh heh heh, like Beavis and Butthead, and I never realized that that wasn't what people intended.

I reiterate: FREAK, I AM.

And the rest of us are what? Chopped liver?

heh heh heh heh heh, like Beavis and Butthead, and I never realized that that wasn't what people intended.

That is what I would hear too.

I hear

hehehehehe

in my head as

heh heh heh heh heh, like Beavis and Butthead,

That! That's how I hear it!

and I never realized that that wasn't what people intended.

They might, but I don't think so. Because "he" is pronounced with a long E, I started to think they mean it as "hee hee hee hee hee."

Seriously, I don't understand why The Boy hasn't dumped me. I subject him to tirades like this (aka, Someone Is Wrong On The Internet) all the time.

Seriously, I don't understand why The Boy hasn't dumped me. I subject him to tirades like this (aka, Someone Is Wrong On The Internet) all the time.

He may not be listening. I have perfected the "Yes, dear, I really understand" nod-and-mumble while thinking of other things for use when Hubby goes off on one.

I reiterate: FREAK, I AM.

And the rest of us are what? Chopped liver?

I assumed that my obsessiveness about the issue as well as the rage it inspires put me in a freak class all by myself. Seriously. Rage.

I think you are right Steph, and it has just taken me this long to figure out! Of course, I have pretty much only hung out here, on LJ, and a little on TWOP until very recently, so my forays into other people are fairly new.