Amazing how many people use language, originally relating to animals, for human beings. The commonest such words are, probably, paws, beaks, mandibles, amongst others, though I don't think this phenomenon is as common as the anthropomorphising of animals. All of them are quite amusing, I think, when not used unpleasantly. Your friend sounds rather humorous. I hope her daughter is still feeding out of the same nosebag with her beloved!
Among my retirement pursuits, I'm learning to ride and to play the trombone (but not at the same time). Recently the stable put me on a dinky little pony with a short stride, and as I tried to rise to his trot, I found myself thinking that the effort involved was a bit like trying to play the trombone in semi-quavers. How's that for mixing metaphors.
I hope this thread is the right place for garden-themed jokes.
Hi Josusa, nice to see you here!
This thread is about anything we find amusing, ironically funny or plain daft. In The Potting Shed we can talk about things that are not remotely horticulture-related, which is really nice. I'm sure your contributions will be thoroughly appreciated, so, hopefully, they'll be frequent.
Amazing how many people use language, originally relating to animals, for human beings. The commonest such words are, probably, paws, beaks, mandibles, amongst others, though I don't think this phenomenon is as common as the anthropomorphising of animals. All of them are quite amusing, I think, when not used unpleasantly. Your friend sounds rather humorous. I hope her daughter is still feeding out of the same nosebag with her beloved!
Among my retirement pursuits, I'm learning to ride and to play the trombone (but not at the same time). Recently the stable put me on a dinky little pony with a short stride, and as I tried to rise to his trot, I found myself thinking that the effort involved was a bit like trying to play the trombone in semi-quavers. How's that for mixing metaphors.
Hi Josusa, I hope they won't try to get you to "play the trombone" in demi-semi-quavers next time! Tell them they must supply you with a better steed or..., well, you can show them the trombone!
Enjoy your hobbies and mix your metaphors as often as you wish, as long as you're having fun.
…. Of course, those whose machinations brought us to this, will prosper. Farage already said, "If Brexit doesn't work, I'll leave Britain." He's irritated so many with his xenophobia, racism and lies that, no wonder, Philip Pullman called him " a b***ock-faced foghorn of ignorance."
I have heard so many openly state they only voted OUT because noone was controlling immigration, not knowing, of course, the EU has clear migration rules for any government to implement. They didn't know because nobody told them. The government did not mention them for the simple reason they didn't, and still dont, know exact numbers. That wasn't the fault of the EU, or the migrants. It was, and is, caused by the fact that we have no identity cards. I don't think it was a EU ruling that ever stopped us from having them either.
But it's so much more fun to shout from the roof-tops one's "patriotism" and bully those who are prepared to do the jobs others are often too lazy or unqualified to do. THEM MIGRANTS!
I believe Mair, the murderer of Jo Cox, was an admirer of this sort of patriotism too.
Horrifying that so many felt free to act out their hate, influenced by the rantings of Britain First, Farage and their likes.
A few weeks after the Brexit vote, my Italian-born dentist, who has a dental practice with her English son, was doing some shopping at her local supermarket with her "A" Level student granddaughter. As the latter was taking her Italian A/L, they were talking in Italian for extra practice.
Suddenly a woman yelled at my dentist, "You fu***ng get out of my country." Her granddaughter was shocked and responded, "You ignorant creature, it's her country too."
The lump of gutter slime wasn't having that, "I was born HERE, she weren't," she yelled.
"So were all the sewer rats too," replied the teenager.
The creature saw nobody was taking her side, so she walked away cursing "them bl**dy immigrants."
My dentist told me the story a while after it had happened and I could see she was still rather shocked by the vulgarity, the ill-breeding and the hatred of a woman who looked just about half her age and on whom she had never clapped her eyes before.
Reminds me of the episode reported in the Guardian a while ago. A man on a bus worked himself into a fit of rage against a lady in a hijab and her young son, who were conversing in a language the man didn't recognise. "If you're living in our country, you should speak our language!" He spluttered. Another passenger gently intervened. "We're in Wales, and they're speaking Welsh."
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Among my retirement pursuits, I'm learning to ride and to play the trombone (but not at the same time). Recently the stable put me on a dinky little pony with a short stride, and as I tried to rise to his trot, I found myself thinking that the effort involved was a bit like trying to play the trombone in semi-quavers. How's that for mixing metaphors.
Yesterday at 23:44
I hope this thread is the right place for garden-themed jokes.
Hi Josusa, nice to see you here!
This thread is about anything we find amusing, ironically funny or plain daft. In The Potting Shed we can talk about things that are not remotely horticulture-related, which is really nice. I'm sure your contributions will be thoroughly appreciated, so, hopefully, they'll be frequent.
Hi Josusa, I hope they won't try to get you to "play the trombone" in demi-semi-quavers next time! Tell them they must supply you with a better steed or..., well, you can show them the trombone!
Enjoy your hobbies and mix your metaphors as often as you wish, as long as you're having fun.
Phaidra
22 Jul 2017 18:13
…. Of course, those whose machinations brought us to this, will prosper. Farage already said, "If Brexit doesn't work, I'll leave Britain." He's irritated so many with his xenophobia, racism and lies that, no wonder, Philip Pullman called him " a b***ock-faced foghorn of ignorance."
I have heard so many openly state they only voted OUT because noone was controlling immigration, not knowing, of course, the EU has clear migration rules for any government to implement. They didn't know because nobody told them. The government did not mention them for the simple reason they didn't, and still dont, know exact numbers. That wasn't the fault of the EU, or the migrants. It was, and is, caused by the fact that we have no identity cards. I don't think it was a EU ruling that ever stopped us from having them either.
But it's so much more fun to shout from the roof-tops one's "patriotism" and bully those who are prepared to do the jobs others are often too lazy or unqualified to do. THEM MIGRANTS!
But they come over here, Danae, and take all our marmalade!
Ah, but "patriotism" is so virtuous, Danae....
Indeed, and one of its most profoundly shining examples is that ptovided by the Nazis, no doubt??
I believe Mair, the murderer of Jo Cox, was an admirer of this sort of patriotism too.
Horrifying that so many felt free to act out their hate, influenced by the rantings of Britain First, Farage and their likes.
A few weeks after the Brexit vote, my Italian-born dentist, who has a dental practice with her English son, was doing some shopping at her local supermarket with her "A" Level student granddaughter. As the latter was taking her Italian A/L, they were talking in Italian for extra practice.
Suddenly a woman yelled at my dentist, "You fu***ng get out of my country." Her granddaughter was shocked and responded, "You ignorant creature, it's her country too."
The lump of gutter slime wasn't having that, "I was born HERE, she weren't," she yelled.
"So were all the sewer rats too," replied the teenager.
The creature saw nobody was taking her side, so she walked away cursing "them bl**dy immigrants."
My dentist told me the story a while after it had happened and I could see she was still rather shocked by the vulgarity, the ill-breeding and the hatred of a woman who looked just about half her age and on whom she had never clapped her eyes before.
I found this on social media. Email it to your dentist?
Reminds me of the episode reported in the Guardian a while ago. A man on a bus worked himself into a fit of rage against a lady in a hijab and her young son, who were conversing in a language the man didn't recognise. "If you're living in our country, you should speak our language!" He spluttered. Another passenger gently intervened. "We're in Wales, and they're speaking Welsh."