You're right, it was Ed. I hope they don't mind us gently poking fun...[antonym voice] It's fine. I love getting feedback, even if it's about a grammar error. [/antonym voice]
Raaaawwwwwr!
Let's try this again. :)
This was a fantastic show! You guys really got me interested in buying both books, especially since there's a dearth of pact magic books out there.
LOL. Ed came up with the html antonym thing while we were talking on the phone today. But it is pure jest. Have at us as you please. ;)
If you pick up those books, please let us know what you think of them. I read them cover to cover and my mind raced with possibilities.
Actually, I think I know what my wife should get me for our anniversary now...
Actually, I think I know what my wife should get me for our anniversary now...
I always say Love with pact magic.
Got me arrested four times in Tallahassee.
You guys made me believe in Love and Pact and Magic.
You guys made me believe in Love and Pact and Magic.
You sir, have warmed my cockles.
My lawyers will be contacting you shortly.
My lawyers will be contacting you shortly.
I read this as "My lovers will be contacting you..."
I really cannot decide which of these two options would be scariest. God have mercy on my wittuw soul.
However, in the holiday spirit:
"Rone's cockles... roasting... on an open fire..."
Get a room, you two! Either that or keep your cockles to yourself.You sir, have warmed my cockles.
I thought "cockles" was the British word for biscuits.
Non Monsieur Mustelidae, eet ees a shellfeesh for zhe pesants on zhe English isle.
Get a room, you two! Either that or keep your cockles to yourself.You sir, have warmed my cockles.
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Cuz knowledge is power!Get a room, you two! Either that or keep your cockles to yourself.You sir, have warmed my cockles.
Killjoy.
Cockles of my heart having anything to do with shellfish, despite looking heart valvy is ludicrous. There isn't a linguistic tradition of saying, "You make my thing representative of a part of the anatomy have an effect on my actual anatomy." Why if there was we'd beat those people soundly with Huffman Koos table legs until they recanted.
The idea that professor types started it as a joke based on mispronounced Latin, though equally conjectured, at least makes some kind of sense. Although my guess is, an ignoble professor or student made that very mistake during class or at a function and all had a good snobby laugh at his expense. It remained an inside-joke for a full decade, fueled by the cruel and self serving belief that those of lower birth were inherently harder to educate.
However, when these men of letters were sufficiently overhead in cafes and at parties, the saying caught on, even with the bourgeoisie! The intellectuals kept their musing in silence, for as they saw it the populace was proving their point, and then some. The saying's success proved that men of education were an elite unto themselves, and perhaps disproved their earlier thesis. Perhaps the final remnants of divine right slithered down the sewer drains upon the realization the main thing separating rich and poor was money. Even a cultured upbringing and society's expectations for the affluent could in no way match or guarantee the rare view from a cloistered academic's ivory tower. Knowledge was the true wealth. At that point, why would they alert the masses to the phrase's origins? Letting their creation run free was the only way to study it and learn from its growth and movements. It must have been like watching an experiment to them, and their cabal of a secret well kept followed them unto the grave.
But then, there I go speculating again.
"Cockles" <hee jee>
But then, there I go speculating again.
You're right! The idea that we would name body parts after animal names is SO GOOFY!!! Never happen. ^_^
But then, there I go speculating again.You're right! The idea that we would name body parts after animal names is SO GOOFY!!! Never happen. ^_^
You don't mix them in the same sentence, "Pull my mandible down and cut off my mouth snake, and then follow my phallus down to the elderly bullfrog."
Wow, after what came out of you last time, I had no idea this would be it. I feel kind of depressed now. And the hammer in my inner ear is banging on the anvil, or something. Sigh.
And your Islands of Langerhans are protected.
Wow, after what came out of you last time, I had no idea this would be it. I feel kind of depressed now. And the hammer in my inner ear is banging on the anvil, or something. Sigh.
Sorry, it's hard to be clever when you're trying to respond during an involved phone conversation. <:) Still on the phone, BTW, so if this post stinks, that's why.
Nah, it's okay. I'm just used to being the flint that strikes brilliant sparks from the steel of Rone. Also, I'm bummed by crazy interferences today with getting things done, every direction I turn. ARRGH!
Nah, it's okay. I'm just used to being the flint that strikes brilliant sparks from the steel of Rone. Also, I'm bummed by crazy interferences today with getting things done, every direction I turn. ARRGH!
<Rubs hands together>
My true plan has come to fruition.
MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Ah, I see I have confusicated. These aren't just crazy, they are EVIL interferences, so I know they couldn't stem from our dear badger.
Ah, I see I have confusicated. These aren't just crazy, they are EVIL interferences, so I know they couldn't stem from our dear badger.
You're right. I only do crazy, not evil.
Yeah, if they'd been zany, I'd have immediately raised my fist to the heavens and cried, "Badger!" But this is less badgering and more in need of exorcising. Some days, I really hate institutions and technology.
Yeah, if they'd been zany, I'd have immediately raised my fist to the heavens and cried, "Badger!" But this is less badgering and more in need of exorcising. Some days, I really hate institutions and technology.
Well then this isn't the day to tell you about the formation of Paws for Effect, the new cyber-badger institution. Turns out they're replacing helper monkeys with augmented death-varmints, and the program will be subsidized by the US government. Wild, eh?
I only do crazy, not evil.
That used to be my motto on dating as well.
Leave it to the gov to pervert our friendly mustlidaes...
Just dig a hole for me to crawl into, then push the dirt over me. Maybe I'll come out some time in the spring.
I only do crazy, not evil.That used to be my motto on dating as well.
LOL
...if we're not stabbed with pointy sticks, how will we ever learn?You have captured my pedagogy perfectly...I will be sure and add this to my CV.
By the by, wouldn't De(a)rth Vader have been a good name?
And the cat's in the cradle
And the silver spoon
Little boy blue
And the man in the Deathstar...
What's that noise? ...
Oh, yeah. It's Harry Chapin spinning in his grave.
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Yeah, if they'd been zany, I'd have immediately raised my fist to the heavens and cried, "Badger!" But this is less badgering and more in need of exorcising. Some days, I really hate institutions and technology.
Zany was last year. This year, they're getting paid.
Oh, and by the way, I has new microphone. Unfortunately, this also means all you Atomic Array guys are going to be getting more contest entries from me.
What's that noise? ...
Oh, yeah. It's Harry Chapin spinning in his grave.
Did Harry Chapin die before seeing The Empire Strikes Back?
Did Harry Chapin die before seeing The Empire Strikes Back?What's that noise? ...
Oh, yeah. It's Harry Chapin spinning in his grave.
Yes.
Too bad for him. At least he didn't have to see the Ewoks.
Yeah, if they'd been zany, I'd have immediately raised my fist to the heavens and cried, "Badger!" But this is less badgering and more in need of exorcising. Some days, I really hate institutions and technology.Zany was last year. This year, they're getting paid.
Oh, and by the way, I has new microphone. Unfortunately, this also means all you Atomic Array guys are going to be getting more contest entries from me.
Well then let the field shudder in fear, because your entries have all been slicker than Dapper Dan and that is no lie.
Pomade Vendor: I can get the part from Bristol. It'll take two weeks, here's your pomade.
Ulysses Everett McGill: Two weeks? That don't do me no good.
Pomade Vendor: Nearest Ford auto man's Bristol.
Ulysses Everett McGill: Hold on, I don't want this pomade. I want Dapper Dan.
Pomade Vendor: I don't carry Dapper Dan, I carry Fop.
Ulysses Everett McGill: Well, I don't want Fop, goddamn it! I'm a Dapper Dan man!
Pomade Vendor: Watch your language, young feller, this is a public market. Now if you want Dapper Dan, I can order it for you, have it in a couple of weeks.
Ulysses Everett McGill: Well, ain't this place a geographical oddity. Two weeks from everywhere!
Ulysses Everett McGill: I don't want FOP Damn it, I'm a Dapper Dan Man!
Ulysses Everett McGill: Well, it didn't look like a two-horse town, but try finding a decent hair jelly.
I so love that movie. Love.
no reason, just huzzah
no reason, just huzzah
No reason? Are you sure?
Yes, Hugo, do tell.
As I recall, there was no verse, "Froggie went huzzahing and had no reason, uh-huh..." Ergo, you must have had a reason, which deep down you want to share with us.
Yes, Hugo, do tell.
As I recall, there was no verse, "Froggie went huzzahing and had no reason, uh-huh..." Ergo, you must have had a reason, which deep down you want to share with us.
It froggles the mind.
It does indeed, it does indeed. I think we should continue badgering him and refuse to leave it alone until he croaks up the reason for his huzzahing.
Uh...did you think I left that pun out?
Uh...did you think I left that pun out?
Does a tree bark in the woods?
So...you're saying you felt called to join in the jacking of the frog?
So...you're saying you felt called to join in the jacking of the frog?
Filthy!
*stabs Mairkurion in the leg with a knitting needle*