For Those Who Enjoy Language

image 1. Those who jump off a bridge in Paris…are in-seine.

2. A backward poet writes…inverse.

3. A man’s home is his castle, in a manor of speaking.

4. Dijon vu – the same mustard as before.

5. Practice safe eating – always use condiments.

6. Shotgun wedding: A case of wife or death.

7. A man needs a mistress…just to break the monogamy.

8. A hangover is the wrath of grapes.

9. Dancing cheek-to-cheek is really a form of floor play.

10. Does the name Pavlov ring a bell?

11. Condoms should be used on every conceivable occasion.

12. Reading while sunbathing makes you well red.

13. When two egotists meet, it’s an I for an I.

14. A bicycle can’t stand on its own because it is two tired.

15. The definition of a will? (It’s a dead giveaway.)

16. Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana.

17. In democracy, your vote counts. In feudalism your count votes.

18. She was engaged to a boyfriend with a wooden leg but broke it off.

19. A chicken crossing the road is poultry in motion.

20. If you don’t pay your exorcist, you get repossessed.

21. With her marriage, she got a new name and a dress.

22. When a clock is hungry, it goes back four seconds.

23. The man who fell into an upholstery machine is fully recovered.

24. You feel stuck with your debt if you can’t budge it.

25. Local Area Network in Australia: … the LAN down under.

26. He often broke into song because he couldn’t find the key.

27. Every calendar’s days are numbered.

28. A lot of money is tainted – It taint yours and it taint mine.

29. A boiled egg in the morning is hard to beat.

30. He had a photographic memory that was never developed.

31. A plateau is a high form of flattery.

32. A midget fortuneteller who escapes from prison is a small medium at
large.

33. Those who get too big for their britches will be exposed in the end.

34. Once you’ve seen one shopping center, you’ve seen a mall.

35. Bakers trade bread recipes on a knead-to-know basis.

36. Santa’s helpers are subordinate clauses.

37. Acupuncture is a jab well done.

SanityFound Dictionary moves forward

imageOk so I have thought about it, read the emails saying that I should do it  and finally I think ok… I’ll do it but I’m going to do it different.  You know I am a rebel so there you go.

Many of you have left comments before and some have even emailed me saying that I should put together a “SanityFound Dictionary” and publish it.  The difference that I am talking about is… well its going to be ALL of us not just me.  I mean sure I come up with some words, I find the oddest ones as well and add them into my vocab, to me its fun and makes life more colourful.

So here is the proposal… I ask you for submissions…

If you have made up any words

If you use a word not regularly used by others but you think its funky and should be used

Want to try your hand at making up some words? Think some up and try your hand at it

Slang used in your country, suburb, province, state, culture that you think is funky and universal

With all of the above try give the following details

Origin – Did you invent it, did you hear it, misunderstand something someone said, read it, found it, etc

Pronunciation – say it out loud and type it as it sounds

Definition – What does it mean?

Use – Put it in a sentence as you would use it

Example:

Absofruitly

Origin: SanityFound

Pronunciation: ab-sooo-fruit-lee

Definition: Agreeing happily

Use: I most agree absofruitly

If you want to see what I have done so far then head over to my SanityFound’s Dictionary Page and if all else fails at least have a laugh…

If we get enough submissions then I’ll put it into an A, B, C book format which you can either download or I’ll put it up on Cafepress at cost.

So let the games begin, if anything, it should be fun…

SanityFound

The 2% Mathematics Exam Result… the expozzay

image I made a comment in the Weekly Fruit Salad with regards to my once exam  result for Mathematics, many queries later I feel the need to put the record straight.

Firstly I must come clean… It wasn’t 2%, it was in fact 1%.  I was given 1% for having the audacity to stand up to my mathematics teacher.  Instead of answering the mathematic questions he set out in the paper I wrote a short paragraph on how Afrikaaners hate English speakers.  That short paragraph got me the 1% and the remark that it wasn’t an English exam and if it were then I would have failed. My only response was that I had written in such a way as help him understand.

The reason?  This is what went down. 

For my high school years I went to an Afrikaans school that admitted English speaking students – more students, more cash.  The school was tiny, the most students it ever had while I was there was 300 tops, situated within a small farming village that was very Afrikaans. Now let me first state that I mean no offence to nice Afrikaaners, none what so ever, but to those who hate English speakers… 

In grade 11 (we have 12 years of schooling) I was doing Mathematics Higher Grade, I loved maths and got consistent A’s.  The only problem was that the other English speaking kids didn’t so there was all but 3 of us in the class with a teacher who spoke high-flatulence (intended) Afrikaans.

Now because of my slowish brain, doing Mathematics higher grade in a foreign language was challenging to say the least.  When ever one of us “Souties” didn’t understand something we would obediently put up our hands and question in English what exactly the teacher was trying to explain.  When ever one of us would ask we would get a quip about how slow the “engels kinders” (English kids) are.

The one day however it was my turn to ask and when I did the teacher literally stopped in his tracks and just stood there staring at me.  It wasn’t a stupid question either I just did not understand what he had said and asked for an English explanation to make sure that I understood.  He stood there with his hands on his hips and repeated my question in Shakespearean English then going on to answer it as well in the same way. 

I had had enough, plain and simple, the Afrikaaners kept on saying that we were stupid and degenerate, putting us in a box like they did the races. Enough.  So I rebelled, I wrote that exam and got a whole 1% for giving him a piece of my mind.  After that exam and the words I had with the teacher I decided to go for Business Mathematics and learn the intricacies of tax, budgets and forecasting.  It was an English speaking teacher

Why didn’t I complain about the teacher? He was the principle of the school.

So that is the sordid story of the 2% that is really 1% and one of the reasons why I never speak Afrikaans.

Not so exciting see

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