Boita you and deb made me laugh, but now I gotta explain to my boss why this year's business plan is seemingly so funny.
Adrian wrote:I hate it when speedhumps, roundabouts, traffic islands and roundabouts are installed on roads and described as "traffic calming devices".
Right--when everyone knows they should be called diverters!
Craven de Kere wrote:Boita you and deb made me laugh, but now I gotta explain to my boss why this year's business plan is seemingly so funny.
We aim to please - and cause trouble!
Quote:Adrian wrote:
Quote:I hate it when speedhumps, roundabouts, traffic islands and roundabouts are installed on roads and described as "traffic calming devices".
Right--when everyone knows they should be called diverters!Adrian wrote:
I hate it when speedhumps, roundabouts, traffic islands and roundabouts are installed on roads and described as "traffic calming devices".
Right--when everyone knows they should be called diverters!
A manx friend of mine call them dead policemen!
dlowan
A problem with euphemisms, happened just today...
The children's museum used to have a resident mouse on the second floor. (In a cage.) Sozlet liked it, then they did some sort of renovation/ redecoration, and the mouse isn't there anymore. I asked a museum person where the mouse was, if it had been moved to another part of the museum after the renovation, and she said no, the mouse was gone. I wasn't too surprised, it was sort of a filler while that space was waiting to be renovated, wasn't really thematically appropriate.
Later, sozlet said that she was sad that the mouse died. I said huh? She said "The museum lady said it was gone." I said "Ohhhh... I think she just meant it's not in the museum anymore." Sozlet was quite sure that the museum lady meant the mouse had died, and she seemed to be a bit annoyed that I was trying to pull one over on her. (Egad, I have a future Deb on my hands, don't I?)
God help you if you do, Soz!!!!
Soz, at least she didn't think you ate it!! LOL
I am quaking in my boots!
You remember that one, Diane? (She was playing and gave me something to eat, I thought [invisible], I rather absently munched it with great relish, looked down to see a small stricken face gawping at me, she said, "It was a MOUSE!!")
Roberta and Deb could put George Carlin to shame. I haven't laughed so hard in a long time!
arrrrr-rated stuff...
captain's hook, jolly roger, shiver me timber, hoist the mainsail, walk the plank, land ho, plunder the booty, royal rudder, main mast, fore-and-aft rigged schooner, thar' she blows...
Euphemisms for death and sex abound. We don't wanna talk about this stuff? Phooey. Dead is dead and sex is sex.
Just thinking about ads for apartments. No, I'm not moving. Indirect sunlight=darker than a tomb. Efficiency kitchen=you'll be cooking in the bathroom. Charming=small.
Roberta- Fixer-upper- The last owners trashed the place!
Social Worker Speak for an obnoxious child entering the foster care system: "This boy has a special appeal."
"Tinkle" makes me want to vomit.
My friend's mother told me that girl's don't sweat; they glisten. Gag me with a spoon.
It's obnoxious when I hear that I'm "vertically challenged", or that my neighbor is "on the large side"-- I'm short and he's obese, so what's the problem? And remember "sanitation engineers" aka garbarge collectors or in pre- politically days, garbagemen?
Right on, mutmut! I remember when garbagemen were garbagemen, short was short, and fat was fat.
No, Roberta. Horses sweat, men perspire, women glow.
roger wrote:No, Roberta. Horses sweat, men perspire, women glow.
...and I'll paying good money to
lick it off them!
<once you abandon therapy nothing is too low!>
Off the horses? You are very odd....oh - no, off the men! Silly me...
