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How do you spell iricular?
I was just wondering how to spell iricular, its like irricular or something, I don't know that but it has a really weird definition.
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Is it day or night, where I am right now? I was just wondering.
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Well it says am but what does that have to do with anything
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it's spelled: s - p - a - m
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No, you do not understand. There is some word that is like irricular, I heard it in school and this girl said its like when a guys wings go in the sky or something weird, she is emo...that may help.
Maybe it was... –adjective 1. of or pertaining to the ear or to the sense of hearing; aural. 2. perceived by or addressed to the ear; made in private: an auricular confession. 3. dependent on hearing; understood or known by hearing: auricular evidence. 4. shaped like an ear; auriculate. 5. Anatomy. pertaining to an auricle of the heart. 6. Ornithology. pertaining to certain often modified feathers that cover and protect the opening of a bird's ear. –noun 7. Usually, auriculars. Ornithology. feathers that cover and protect the opening of a bird's ear. The last one makes the most sense to what I heard. |
Down south we just spell it irregular.;)
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a bran muffin might help.
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Irricular eh-rik-u-ler adj. - Unable to tell when you're being fed a load of crap.
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auricular, which would pertain to your ear. she may be telling you where to put it.
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I stand by my spelling. I spell goodly. |
when a guys wings go in the sky? is she having some relationship with chickens?
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Or "great googley moogley"? :D |
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I think it's spelled W-A-N-K-E-R
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A-S-S
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