Thanks to Susan S., who thought I may not have De Gaulle to send this out to the world. I thank Susan for many a laugh while I was putting the post together.
PS: Susan thought Counterlight, especially, might appreciate the post. I don't know. I think he may groan.
Oh my!
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FWIW
jimB
Think the groans have it.
ReplyDeleteI love it (of course at this very second ¨chicken¨ buses are going by my house all decorated with streamers, baloons and flowers, the towns marching band just blew our heads off and portable speakers on a truck porvided insane dance music to men dressed as women (they aren´t even Gay men) with old lady carved wood masks on their faces doing specially choreagraphed line dancing...RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY HOUSE they stopped as the parade meanders up the street...of course, I loved your JOKE do you think I´d be Chagalled, Seurated and Gertrude Whined?
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I Dufy anyone to come up with a worse set of puns than that. I'm in deadly Ernst. I don't know how Susan S has Deneuve.
ReplyDeleteI have the most incorrigible friends online. Of course Mimi is notoriously shameless. And I luvs her.
ReplyDeleteLapin, get in the spirit, luv.
ReplyDeleteVerillium, welcome. I'm guessing you might be in Central America, but, of course, I could be wrong. What a sight! I wonder why the line dancers stopped RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOUR HOUSE.
...do you think I´d be Chagalled, Seurated and Gertrude Whined?
I think it's quite possible.
Cathy, by Jove, I think you've got it!
Paul, if you want to talk incorrigible, well, m'dear, you wins. Hands down.
Paul is naughty, my friends. In truth, he's beyond naughty.
It reminds me of an old Monty Python routine:
ReplyDelete"No Time Toulouse, a tale of the wild and lawless days of French Post-Impressionism!"
Other than that, oy!
My father taught at a university in Canada, where they are serious about bilingualism, or were trying to be, at least outside of Quebec. This made a favorable environment for professors who could teach in either language.
ReplyDeleteMy father wasn't one of those, and if he had tried to teach in his second language, people would have chuckled at his antiquated Italian. But he had a colleague who worked with equal fluency in both.
This gentleman, of Francophone origin, had noticed an oddity. He said that when he was teaching in French and made a pun, people would laugh. When he did it in an English-speaking language, they would groan. He said he'd finally figured out that they were the same thing.
Counterlight, thank you. Any suggestion of a connection with Monty Python, however remote, is beyond complimentary.
ReplyDeleteHe said he'd finally figured out that they were the same thing.
Porlock, the bilingual professor's insight is brilliant.
A respectable pillar of suburban boredom like me "beyond naughty"? It is surely a slander, friends.
ReplyDeleteJust safe home from a week in la douce France I don't quite know what to say...
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