Smidge Manly is one of the UK’s most famous interviewers, entertainers and northerners, so it’s no surprise that YouTube is bristling with videos of him in action, doing all the things he does best.
What you might not know is that, nowadays, YouTube automatically generates subtitles for videos. It does this by running the soundtrack through a speech-to-text programme and putting the results up on the screen. It’s done this for all Smidge’s work.
Unfortunately for Smidge, YouTube hasn’t yet got the hang of his accent.
13 comments on “Smidge in writing”
Smidge is very wise. Its true, I left an omelette in the fridge for a bit too long and time marched all over that fucker.
And who can forget that little cat that came drinking with us that time and bought us all shots?
Bee Bay noo da…
Some people would say that I could have played through more of the videos and found more amusing errors. But I didn’t.
Might some people also say that this may be a reoccurring post if you’ve been stockpiling these amusing errors?
They might, but those people would have based their statement on the assumption that I’ve been stockpiling these errors, and they’d be wrong. I found one, posted it, and never looked for another. We can only sit and wistfully imagine what might have been in that bright alternate future where I wasn’t a feckless layabout.
You and your layabout fetlocks. You’re too busy bricking up your neighbours inside their own houses to think about the future and what it could possibly be.
I am. I will not rest until all my neighbours are safely incarcerated inside their homes, every window and door having been solidly bricked up. If you met my neighbours you’d understand.
I don’t know to tell you this Chris but *reveals* I AM ALL of YOUR neighbours.
“Also, I’m not wearing a tie at all. No more questions, your honour.”
What percentage of you is currently bricked inside houses near france?
Ugh. This is just adding insult to injury. If you really are all my neighbours, you’ll know that my long-running bitter disagreements with all of them originally stem from the fact that none of the bastards will put on a tie when they speak to me. These people have no respect.
You would have worked it out eventually. I’m sorry, Christopher.
He’s got three tenths of an elbow bricked up.
Four tenths now. I got another brick on there while you were gloating.