When life gives you lemons, make lemonade. When life gives you lakes of pig waste, make… roads?
(I used to live near Six Flags in Missouri. There’s a good chance that I’ve driven over that particular stretch of road. Which gives me a decidedly odd feeling… I’m not used to having places I’ve lived make the news.)
Missourians like my late Great Grandparents pronounce it Missour-ah. Everyone else pronounces it “Misery”. 😉
Having never actually lived in Missouri (only near it), I can’t say whether it lives up to that pronunciation.
I knew a girl who didn’t like it, she’s the one who told me it should be called “misery”. I knew someone else who liked Kansas City though. (What a state, it has a city that is named “Kansas” just so people would think it was in a different state. 😉 )
Funny, but it is in a different state — Kansas City, Missouri, is the other half of Kansas City, Kansas. The state line runs right through the city.
“Toto, I think we’re not in Kansas anymore….”
That’s right, little girl. Kansas is on that side of the street. 😉