I went to a clinic for those who don't do enthusiastic greetings. Long story, but they put me on a high fiver diet.
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What do you need to get into pollen count school?
After Mrs. Hudson had cleared away the remains of our breakfast, my friend Sherlock Holmes and I settled down to our respective morning work.
Puffing away at my old and most familiar pipe, I worked steadily at my memoirs, through which I hope one day to bring before the Public the experiences of a medical man in army life. Meanwhile my silent companion cast his keen scrutiny over a mysterious document that had come by the first mail.
Suddenly my train of thought was derailed.
"What devilry has been at work?", he cried. "Some portion of this paper had been obscured by a white substance, and new writing has replaced the old. Only a scientific investigator such as myself would ever have noticed the change. What say you, Watson?"
I could not entirely banish an element of pride from my voice as I answered. Having only the previous day paid a visit to one of the shops operated by Messrs. W.H.Smith I had the advantage of my friend for once.
"It is, I believe, known as 'correction fluid'. What you see there's Snopake like Holmes", I replied.
I knew it then, but still went off to sea.
summer's like that poem
you loved back then
but never truly understood
Do not weep for your frail roses. come
Come away with us now.
To our crystallised world
Where flowers live for millennia. come
Where the pain will be slowed. come
Yesterday the Rev. Spooner was evicted from a tatami shop, for describing what they sold as "only rats and mice".
It's a tradition in our family that none of us eat coley on the last Monday in August. We call it "ban coley day".
Fill in each of the blanks below.
We went out drinking with the people from the local
- china shop. Well, we got ___ ed.
- supermarket. Well, we got ___ ed.
- salvage firm. Well, we got ___ ed.
- snooker hall. Well, we got ___ ed.
- calculator shop. Well, we got ___ ed.
"I had the outside toilet removed", Tom said luridly.
Q. Which mountain is best in a quiz?
A. Mt. Cleverest
The word is found in Old English, but it's not of Germanic origin, in fact no origin is known. Where "dog" occurs in other languages it's borrowed from English, describing types or breeds of dog, in the same way we have dachshund or Irish wolfhound.
Of course we also retain the Germanic word "hound" which is used in some contexts, but most of the time a dog is a dog is a dog.
There are several words from Old English that
- End in "G"
- Have unexplained origins
- Refer to animals
Think of "frog", "hog", "pig", and "earwig".
As an aside, "hound" is from the same origins as Ancient Greek "kynos", and Latin "canis". And "kynos" is where Diogenes and the "dog philosophers", the Cynics, took their name from.
I asked the chef if he could do me 100 pancakes, all piled on top of one another. He said he'd try, but it'd be a tall order.
Hugh dunnit?
Hey, hey, good Bruin!
What cha' got doing?
How's about brewin something up for me?
Where I shall go,
I cannot know.
What I shall be,
I cannot see.
How I shall travel,
I cannot unravel.
Why I shall go away,
I cannot say.
Womb.
Gloom.
Doom.
Tomb.
"So, have you ever seen the Aurora Borealis?", asked Tom politely.
The inquest was headed in the wrong direction. Then we turned a coroner.
I was made redundant. Before that I'd just been dundant.
Q1. What kind of cheese gives you wind?
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Q2. What sort of cake would an aristocratic part in a historical drama be?
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"Can we forever live", came then the cries.
"Of course, of course my dears", soothed the replies.
"We simply wait for more supplies,
Of the Elixir of Lies."
She knew my name!
My cheeks were aflame.
But sunset crushes
All our blushes.
You may have read in the press, that newly published letters reveal the poet John Milton travelled to Florence, and while there met the great Galileo.
Other documents, recently discovered, point to Milton having been an addictive gambler during his time in Italy. Apparently he always carried the necessary equipment with him, but was often careless with it. In a typical entry from his diary, he wrote
Pair of dice, lost.
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