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Now that's weird, using an online translator, if you translate puce from French to English it comes out as chip and yet if you translate flea from English to French it comes out as puce. HUH!!!

Please explain?
 
quoll said:
Now that's weird, using an online translator, if you translate puce from French to English it comes out as chip and yet if you translate flea from English to French it comes out as puce. HUH!!!

Please explain?
must be a homophone.
 
EJFan said:
this reminds me... i actually had to clarify to someone the other day that hummus and pumice are two entirely different things.

How the hell could those two be mixed up? Sheesh
 
Denae said:
How the hell could those two be mixed up? Sheesh
they can't... at least not once you try to eat the pumice... at that point it's abundantly clear that it ain't ground up chickpeas. :D
 
pleasteasme said:
Cerise...I came up with a bunch of cherries. Coincidence? I think not. :cool:
i was on a date once with a virgin and came up with a bunch of cherries.

(wow... i'm really getting tired here)
 
EJFan said:
i was on a date once with a virgin and came up with a bunch of cherries.

(wow... i'm really getting tired here)

More than one?! :eek: Ya know, I don't know if that is normal EJ. Then again, neither is your overactive thyroid!
 
pleasteasme said:
More than one?! :eek: Ya know, I don't know if that is normal EJ. Then again, neither is your overactive thyroid!
it was actually far more entertaining in my head than it was in written-down form. :D
 
quoll said:
Now I'm even more confused. :confused:
Homophone
LMAO! i didn't even have to open that one... i saw the url when i hovered the mouse over it... i'm still crackin' up... and rather scared to open the link. :eek:
 
EJFan said:
they can't... at least not once you try to eat the pumice... at that point it's abundantly clear that it ain't ground up chickpeas. :D

That just makes my teeth cringe to think of chewing pumice.

Then again, I wonder if you scrubbed it on your teeth if the stains would come off. After all, it works in the toilet bowl.
 
EJFan said:
i was on a date once with a virgin and came up with a bunch of cherries.

(wow... i'm really getting tired here)
I like the slot machines too. :p

Open it, it's not that bad.
 
Denae said:
That just makes my teeth cringe to think of chewing pumice.
you should try it on a cracker. if you don't like that, try it on an asian guy.
 
EJFan said:
you should try it on a cracker. if you don't like that, try it on an asian guy.
Well I'll be buggered; cracker:A poor white person in the southern United States (redneck)
 
quoll said:
Well I'll be buggered; cracker:A poor white person in the southern United States (redneck)
i'll be damned; buggered: a funny assed white person living in australia
 
Lyrics by Redgum.

Mum and Dad and Denny saw the passing out parade at Puckapunyal
(It was long march from cadets).
The sixth battalion was the next to tour and it was me who drew the card.
We did Canungra, Shoalwater before we left.


And Townsville lined the footpath as we marched down to the quay.
This clipping from the paper shows us young and strong and clean.
And there's me in my slouch hat with my SLR and greens.
God help me, I was only nineteen.


From Vung Tau, riding Chinooks, to the dust at Nui Dat,
I'd been in and out of choppers now for months.
But we made our tents a home, V.B. and pinups on the lockers,
and an Asian orange sunset through the scrub.


And can you tell me, doctor, why I still can't get to sleep?
And night time's just a jungle dark and a barking M16?
And what's this rash that comes and goes, can you tell me what it means?
God help me, I was only nineteen.


A four week operation, when each step can mean your last one
on two legs, it was a war within yourself.
But you wouldn't let your mates down 'till they had you dusted off,
so you closed your eyes and thought about something else.


Then someone yelled out "Contact"', and the bloke behind me swore.
We hooked in there for hours, then a God almighty roar.
Frankie kicked a mine the day that mankind kicked the moon.
God help me, he was going home in June.


I can still see Frankie, drinking tinnies in the Grand Hotel
On a thirty-six hour rec. leave in Vung Tau.
And I can still hear Frankie, lying screaming in the jungle.
'Till the morphine came and killed the bloody row


And the Anzac legends didn't mention mud and blood and tears.
And stories that my father told me never seemed quite real
I caught some pieces in my back that I didn't even feel.
God help me, I was only nineteen.


And can you tell me, doctor, why I still can't get to sleep?
And why the Channel Seven chopper chills me to my feet?
And what's this rash that comes and goes, can you tell me what it means?
God help me, I was only nineteen.
 
I'm trying to decide if I should teach a couple of classes this fall. The chair of the English department wants me to call her.
 
There, the job is done, did it make me feel better? No, it just pissed me off and stuffed up my day, if you want to help, then please stop trying to help.
 
Damn! I rearranged my schedule to accomodate you. I was here waiting and YOU didn't show up! :mad:
 
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