Coincidentally, where I grew up is pronounced “Boca Rah-Tone”, not “Ratan.” (As an aside on where I live now, if I say “New York,” the proper response is not “How can you stand it?” or “I could never live there” or or any number of replies that you would be insulted by if someone said it about where you live.)
Good fun.
Listen up, Homes, it ain’t Walkers CAY, it’s Walker’s KEY. They’re all KEYS not CAYS.
It’s not TEEE-va, it’s TEH-va sandals.
It’s not Rah-PAL-a lures, it’s RAP-a -la.
It’s not Ralph Laur-EN, it’s Ralph LOR-en.
It’s not Col-O-ROD-O, it’s Col ah rad ah…
It’s not ORE-A-GON, It’s ORE-gun
It’s not nu cu lar, it’s nuclear