Kirth Gersen |
P.S. I'm told that "hirple" is an old word meaning "to hobble along," and that "curple" is a Middle English word for "buttocks" (generally on a horse), which would imply at least two rhymes.
Answers.com also tells me "Despite the myth that nothing rhymes with purple, month, orange or silver, each does have at least one rhyme. Silver rhymes with several words, including: chilver, filver, and hilver. (Chilver as an Old English noun meaning a ewe lamb.)"
You would have been better off claiming that "aardvark" and "vacuum" don't have rhyming words for them, for example.
xanthemann |
xanthemann wrote:The duck billed platypus is poisonous.Correction, just the males have the poison spurs.
That would be more of 'specifically' than a 'correction' wouldn't it?
Still, thank you for the specifics. I didn't know the females were not poisonous.How about the armadillo being able to carry it's offspring to be for 2 years, and the armadillo actually 'clones' itself?
At least that is the way it was described.
Crimson Jester |
Buddhism was in the Hellenistic world as early as 275 BCE.
As Buddhism expanded in Central Asia, and fused with Hellenistic influences into Greco-Buddhism, the Greek hero Hercules was adopted to represent Vajrapani. He was then typically depicted as a hairy, muscular athlete, wielding a short "diamond" club.
Hitdice |
Burgomeister of Troll Town wrote:That's why the internet sucks: urban legends and misinformation is so easily checkable these days. It's no fun at all.Greatest tool for social evolution in generations. Get on board, shortie.
It pays to keep in mind that the function of evolution is not trial and error but error and trial...
Comrade Anklebiter |
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Stolen from wikipedia:
Supposedly, Ned Ludd was a weaver from Anstey, near Leicester. He is described as an "idiot" or "half-witted", suggesting he had a mental disability.[1] In 1779, either after being whipped for idleness,[4] or after being taunted by local youths,[5] he smashed two knitting frames in what was described as a "fit of passion".[6][7] This story is tracable to an article in The Nottingham Review on 20 December 1811[citation needed], but there is no independent evidence of its truth. John Blackner's book History of Nottingham, also published in 1811, provides a variant tale, of a lad called "Ludnam" who was told by his father, a framework-knitter, to "square his needles". Ludnam took a hammer and "beat them into a heap".[8] News of the incident spread, and whenever frames were sabotaged, people would jokingly say "Ned Ludd did it".[6][7] Nothing more is known about the life of Ludd.
By 1812, the organized frame-breakers who became known as the Luddites had begun using the name King Ludd or Captain Dick for their mythical leader. Letters and proclamations were signed by "Ned Ludd".
Tiny Coffee Golem |
Tiny Coffee Golem wrote:It pays to keep in mind that the function of evolution is not trial and error but error and trial...Burgomeister of Troll Town wrote:That's why the internet sucks: urban legends and misinformation is so easily checkable these days. It's no fun at all.Greatest tool for social evolution in generations. Get on board, shortie.
It's a tool, which by it's nature is only as good as those using it. So idiots will continue to be idiots, but at least the rest of us can fact check with relative ease when something sounds amiss.
Generic Villain |
-Napolean Bonaparte was 5'7", which was slightly above the average height of men at the time.
-Everyone's favorite medieval torture device, the iron maiden, likely never existed. The only "real" one turned out to be a forgery. Other dubious torture methods include the pear of agony and the Viking blood eagle. It turns out that, when it comes to torture, sometimes all our ancestors really needed was something sharp or hot.
Nitpicking is the pastime of pointing out minor flaws or mistakes. The term is always used in a negative light. The term comes from the intense concentration and careful attention to detail required when nitpicking (searching for the eggs of lice, known as nits).
Generic Villain |
Being an olive oil producer myself, it's something we have to fight against in pretty much every market we enter (Brasil being a particularly problematic one), because people became used to low-quality oils and it's quite an ordeal getting them to buy premium quality.
That's interesting, thanks for the olive oil skinny. There's a similar problem with soy sauce, wasabi (often just horseradish and mustard), and saffron. And as you said with olive oil, the thing is people get so used to the fake stuff, that when they taste authentic food, they don't like it.
Aberzombie |
xanthemann wrote:That is what this thread is about, isn't it?If you mean "posting random stuff you heard somewhere as if it were fact without checking it out first," then yes, that's EXACTLY what most of this thread is about!
My random stuff comes from a "Did you know...." website. I can neither confirm nor deny the veracity of each statement. Thoughaves would hope the people running the site did their homework.
I have noticed that some of their "did you knows" are worded rather poorly. Some I try to fix with an added word or two. Some I just skip over. Most of the stuff seems decent though.
Tiny Coffee Golem |
Aberzombie wrote:Apples can be more effective at waking you up in the morning than coffee.I guess it depends on the pitching arm of the teacher, the ripeness of the apple, and whether the desk you're sleeping at is within range.
Edit: You f#%*ing ninja bastard!
**Takes a deep bow**
Glad to be of assistance. ;-)
Aberzombie |
Aberzombie wrote:Other things were always thrown at me in NOLA.Tiny Coffee Golem wrote:I used to think the Onions were the only vegetable that could make you cry. Then someone threw a coconut at my face.Was this in New Orleans? Sometimes that can happen at the Zulu parade.
Was it purple cabbage? Because I had that problem down there once.
Tiny Coffee Golem |
Tiny Coffee Golem wrote:Was it purple cabbage? Because I had that problem down there once.Aberzombie wrote:Other things were always thrown at me in NOLA.Tiny Coffee Golem wrote:I used to think the Onions were the only vegetable that could make you cry. Then someone threw a coconut at my face.Was this in New Orleans? Sometimes that can happen at the Zulu parade.
Mine was more of a metaphorical throwing involving literal body parts in a good way. ;-)
Aberzombie |
Aberzombie wrote:Mine was more of a metaphorical throwing involving literal body parts in a good way. ;-)Tiny Coffee Golem wrote:Was it purple cabbage? Because I had that problem down there once.Aberzombie wrote:Other things were always thrown at me in NOLA.Tiny Coffee Golem wrote:I used to think the Onions were the only vegetable that could make you cry. Then someone threw a coconut at my face.Was this in New Orleans? Sometimes that can happen at the Zulu parade.
wouldn't mind having some body parts thrown at him
Tiny Coffee Golem |
Tiny Coffee Golem wrote:wouldn't mind having some body parts thrown at himAberzombie wrote:Mine was more of a metaphorical throwing involving literal body parts in a good way. ;-)Tiny Coffee Golem wrote:Was it purple cabbage? Because I had that problem down there once.Aberzombie wrote:Other things were always thrown at me in NOLA.Tiny Coffee Golem wrote:I used to think the Onions were the only vegetable that could make you cry. Then someone threw a coconut at my face.Was this in New Orleans? Sometimes that can happen at the Zulu parade.
I was young, in college, and generally stupid. Good times. Good times.