We had a little girl (age 9) living with us for a time who was from Brooklyn. She would use the word axe instead of ask. One day, she said, "I'm gonna axe my Mom..." and I cut her off and gave her my best horrified look and shrieked, "OH MY GOD! WHY ARE YOU GOING TO AXE YOUR MOTHER? WHAT DID SHE EVER DO TO YOU?" Veronica looked at me, thought a minute and burst into a fit of giggles. She spent the next several days correcting herself every time she heard herself say axe instead of ask. Eventually, she overcame the AXE habit. :)