My parents gave Grizzlewick a big box of CDs with the books of Roald Dahl being read by various English personages including Stephen Fry and Hugh Laurie.
He has promptly become obsessed with Fantastic Mr Fox and keeps bellowing "CHICKENS GALORE!!!!" at me.
So I taught him how to use the word in other contexts, and have now been informed that we have:
1. movie cars galore
2. geo trax galore
3. matchbox cars galore
4. lego galore and
5. hot rods galore but NOT
6. Ernie (our cat) galore, because "there is only one of him".
Also I have taught him this joke:
Q What do you do if you see a space man?
A Park in it, man.
IS THERE ANY REASON OTHER THAN THIS TO HAVE A CHILD?
I THINK NOT.
Friday, 29 June 2007
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I love Roald Dahl but I don't know Fantastic Mr Fox. It sounds like I am missing out. I'm pleased Grizzlewick knows that galore refers to many items, you have taught him well
Next, you must teach Grizzlewick to tell people that there are two types of people in the world. Those who can count, and those who can't count.
If any of his friends get this joke in under 20 minutes, they can claim to be smarter than a certain close relative of mine was when he was 15 years old.
KR,
FMF is probably better if you haven't listened to it 30 times (not that I speak from experience or anything).
I was surprised (horrified, really) to note that much of the box-set is TOTALLY UNSUITABLE for Grizzle, and have had to cull all the worst of them out.
Re mad word skillz, yes, it's gone all hot-house at our place lately.
INCraig,
Hmmm. That sounds suspiciously like the kind of story which begins "I have a friend (not me) who is having this problem (not me)...."
I think that's a bit beyond them. Although given some of the conversations I've overheard with a bunch of his little mates, possibly not.
I love FMF. Adore it. I have very treasured memories of my other sitting on the floor in our room, leaning against the wardrobe, reading it to my sister and I as we lay in our bunks. Such a clear and precious memory.
"Boggis, Bunce and Bean: One fat, one short, one lean"
or however it goes...
IMC - I don't get it? Is it meant to be a joke?
K-Rab
The actual joke is: “There are three types of people in the world. Those who can count, and those who can’t count.”
Which leaves us with two* possible explanations for my rather confusing previous comment:
1. I assumed that this joke was so well known that I could make it even more humorous by doing a sort of ironic po-mo version of it
2. I was actually terrified that people would think I really couldn’t count and I panicked
3. ** I really am quite staggeringly stupid
Frankly, I’m betting it’s the third one. Sorry for the confusion.
* Do you see what I did there?
** And there?
INC - I thought that's what you were getting at, but decided that, with you being the lawyer and all, it must have been ME missing the point.
I felt very stupid indeed.
And I'm glad that KR was bold enough to ask you about it...
So now I get it, and I can sleep at night once again...
goodness me.
it went a bit weird in here for a minute, didn't it?
I'm so glad we're all back together, let's never fight again, etc.
PS INCraig, you are indeed the master of mathematical mirth (this should be added to your business card post-haste).
Good words.
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