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Mon 17 Apr, 2006 11:08 am
Okay, you have no idea what that means, so I'll explain.
RP and I have a bit of a secret language. It all started when we were dating, it was actually the old saw, "Is the Pope Catholic?", used in response to questions like "Oh really?" and "Are you sure?".
With enough usage, it was just shortened to "Pope!" Hence if he was to ask me, "Do you want fried chicken for dinner tonight?", my response would be "Pope!" And we both know what we're talking about.
Do you have a secret language or some secret words? Will you tell?
We say "skweet" for "let's eat".
We have a whistle. We use it a lot when we are in a store together and need to find eachother.
I do the whistle. She does it back and I'm off in the right direction.
Other than that most of our secret language is visual. We almost always know what the other want just by looking at eachother.
Yeah, we have a sound we make, it's a kind of a squeak.
"Good thing I didn't mention the dirty fork!"
Monty Python fans will recognize that line in response to a bad reaction to a complaint about something.
A woman I dated for a while used initials a lot. The one I recall was:
SFIFTL (So funny I forgot to laugh).
Come to think of it, this was some time before IM (or even email)...
Re: Pope!
jespah wrote:Do you have a secret language or some secret words? Will you tell?
Yes, we do! But I can't possibly tell.
<< wringing hands -- our secrets are no longer secret >>
I didn't tell the big secrets, honey. You know, the one about the legionnaires, the tapioca and the ....
Uh oh.
Aha, the legionnaires! Who is doing the foreign accent?
wouldn't big CJ like to know...
After my daughter's youthful pronunciations, you eat cereal in a bow, with a boon. And you pour muk on it. You eat cereal in the morning, not at dunch.
Is dunch a kind of dinner/lunch combo meal? I think that could catch on.
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