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Ok, how about regionalisms. With all the countries, regions of counties and flavo(u)rs of English represented on this forum this could be interesting.
I grew up from the age of 10 in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania where your mother might tell you: "We have company coming over! Go red (clean) up your room, it's a disgrace!" You might reply "Ok but the sweeper (vacuum cleaner) is blowed up (broken).
In Georgia it would be: "Ok, but the vacuum is tore up".
Not to be too morbid, but the chicken with it's head cut of, it do run run.
Regarding recent politics:
Now let's not put the fox in charge of the hen house.
Of course, when they get their hands caught in the cookie jar, they try to weasel out of it and drop a dime on some witless underling.
Oh, and @IronRabbit, just where did "Dog eat dog" come from? Must have been some cat lovers...
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federicaSeeker of the clear blue sky...Its better to remain silent and be thought a fool, than to speak out and remove all doubtModerator
@IronRabbit said:
I will always be puzzled over how, for Brits, "The Dog's Bollocks!" is the opposite of "Bollocks!", in the parlance of our times....
Because, (she replied, cerebral cogs working 19 to the dozen!) Dog is a man's best friend.
When a dog goes to the vet, for the snip, every male owner feels it. There is huge empathy between a man and his dog, when the time comes to part the balls from the bulldog... so by consequence, it's understood they're precious. Hence, 'the dog's bollocks!'.
However, tragically, once removed, they prove of no use, in any and every sense of the word.
Hence 'bollocks!'
(On a slightly less vugar plane, we refer to them as 'the mutt's nuts'. )
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@silver -- Oh my typo-ridden fingers .... dammit!
Dumber than dammit IS 'dannit'.....
Ok, how about regionalisms. With all the countries, regions of counties and flavo(u)rs of English represented on this forum this could be interesting.
I grew up from the age of 10 in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania where your mother might tell you: "We have company coming over! Go red (clean) up your room, it's a disgrace!" You might reply "Ok but the sweeper (vacuum cleaner) is blowed up (broken).
In Georgia it would be: "Ok, but the vacuum is tore up".
Now, see, ^^that's^^ just excessive... me'd never go THAT far.....
y'all's funny!
"In all good Conscious..."
...That's consciENCE.....
It seems "When all's said and done", all is said and done, eh?
Not really to get into pedantries, but...
You even hear it on NPR (National Public Radio in the United States) by broadcast journalists:
"I'm running around (or feel like) a chicken with my head cut off."
I just laugh, because that makes no sense at all. Is there even a name for such a thing? Maybe a "misHatched Simile?"
In a squeaky voice I tauntingly am tempted to mock, "I feel like a chicken [scratchy voice], running around with my head cut off." (Literally?)
"I feel like a chicken running around with its head cut off."
{Like a chicken with its head cut off, I run around}
Mixed metaphors can be funny, but mismatched similes are just mind farts:
"I wouldn’t be caught dead there with a ten-foot pole."
I will always be puzzled over how, for Brits, "The Dog's Bollocks!" is the opposite of "Bollocks!", in the parlance of our times....
Not to be too morbid, but the chicken with it's head cut of, it do run run.
Regarding recent politics:
Now let's not put the fox in charge of the hen house.
Of course, when they get their hands caught in the cookie jar, they try to weasel out of it and drop a dime on some witless underling.
Oh, and @IronRabbit, just where did "Dog eat dog" come from? Must have been some cat lovers...
Because, (she replied, cerebral cogs working 19 to the dozen!) Dog is a man's best friend.
When a dog goes to the vet, for the snip, every male owner feels it. There is huge empathy between a man and his dog, when the time comes to part the balls from the bulldog... so by consequence, it's understood they're precious. Hence, 'the dog's bollocks!'.
However, tragically, once removed, they prove of no use, in any and every sense of the word.
Hence 'bollocks!'
(On a slightly less vugar plane, we refer to them as 'the mutt's nuts'. )
Brilliant, federica-pedia.
These seem so much sillier than panegyrizing Spot's snipped berries......
The Bee's Knees
The Cat's Pyjamas
The Cock's Socks
The Ant's Pants