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Friday, November 19, 2010
WARNING!
The post regarding the Club Raffle in aid of Children in Need indicates that some tomatoes are offered as a prize. Please be advised that bringing tomatoes and other soft fruit into the club is in contravention of Club Rules. This is for the protection of performers.
Here's a thought: how about people paying to throw wet sponges at DS&W? I speculate that that would raise a considerable sum. Make a note for next year... (perhaps we could start practising, now...).
Tomato - mato on the wall Who is the fairest of them all? If not Dogsbody, then not Wretch Surely Scrivener is the best Not that bloke they say is barking Even they to whom he harken Who then 'mato who is fair? Say it now - for you may dare Please oh redskin spill the beanz Tell me now - tell all your friends Don't deceive the way you can Oh no it cannot be a parkingspaceman
If London Apprentice could make whatever he's on in tablet form, he'd make a fortune, and the rest of us would never need to worry about reality ever again. (Pedants please note: tautology used for emphasis, and therefore excusable).
Just checking up on "tautology" Oh yes just as I thought. This is the art of stretching a string to the point of its breaking. This might be where your musical endeavours are letting you down. That painfilled squeaking is from a distraught instrument suffering from tautology. A common enough error. I knew a professor of tautology once. One of his strings broke in the middle of a phrase obliging him to repeat the cadence on another string. I thinks that's where this word was first used actually.
6 comments:
Wise advice, when PSM's around!
Quite! There's enough verbal abuse flying around, without physical (projected projectile) abuse, too!
Here's a thought: how about people paying to throw wet sponges at DS&W? I speculate that that would raise a considerable sum. Make a note for next year... (perhaps we could start practising, now...).
Tomato - mato on the wall
Who is the fairest of them all?
If not Dogsbody, then not Wretch
Surely Scrivener is the best
Not that bloke they say is barking
Even they to whom he harken
Who then 'mato who is fair?
Say it now - for you may dare
Please oh redskin spill the beanz
Tell me now - tell all your friends
Don't deceive the way you can
Oh no it cannot be a parkingspaceman
If London Apprentice could make whatever he's on in tablet form, he'd make a fortune, and the rest of us would never need to worry about reality ever again. (Pedants please note: tautology used for emphasis, and therefore excusable).
Just checking up on "tautology"
Oh yes just as I thought. This is the art of stretching a string to the point of its breaking. This might be where your musical endeavours are letting you down. That painfilled squeaking is from a distraught instrument suffering from tautology. A common enough error. I knew a professor of tautology once. One of his strings broke in the middle of a phrase obliging him to repeat the cadence on another string. I thinks that's where this word was first used actually.
London Apprentice: Quod Erat Demonstrandum (see my previous post).
I think he's broken loose from his moorings ... again.
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