I would only actually use the word wicked if I was born and raised on the south side of Boston. And even then it’d sound much more like wick’d as in – wick’d smaht. But since I wasn’t, the title of this post is just copied and pasted from another article of a pretty wick’d sliding house in England.
England is on my list of places to visit one of these days. I’m planning my trip for the day after I receive my bailout money.