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Or..... Great minds seldom differ
Or..... Fools think alike
A bird in the hand is better than a gift horse in the mouth.
You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make him gather moss.
A stitch in time is a penny earned.
Don't count your chickens in the same basket.
Etc, Etc.
Anyone else have any more such offerings?
Bless,
Ken
You are no dim bulb, I can't hold a candle to your patter. Man, have I got a big cheesy smile on my kisser , see you on the sunny side.
Keep it hanging bro.
B
You guys have the manifestation of gifts of idiom. I now see people from other countries say our language is is so hard to learn. Heavens to Betsy. They must be banging their heads against the wall when learning it.
Reminds me of when Alan Moorhead come in residence from Ireland and had not been used to hearing some of our dialects. THe story goes he heard Howard Allen talk about the Special Corps one night. Howard pronounced it with his drawl...."Spayushall Corps" Alan seriously thought he was referring to some sort of Space Corps and had to ask someone what that meant.
Hey Billy, what is your opinion of Figures of Speech as we were taught basically from E.W. Bullinger. Outside of the Way I have never heard anyone else refer to those. Honestly some of them seem to be subject to a mans interpretation. Others are obvious like falling off a log backwards such as Polysyndenton, many ands. He really got deep with some of those.
Just thought I'd drop you a line to lay it on you that your rap has been a real eye opener to me. Who would have thought back in the day when we were all just wet behind the ears, knee high to a grasshopper, young whippersnappers that we would reach this stage in our lives. Now here we sit, a bunch of old geezers chewing the fat over such earth shaking matters. When I got an earful of what you laid down, you could have knocked me over with a feather. Now I don't care too much about having my day in the sun, but before the parade passes me by, I reckon I ought to weigh in on the matter. So, even though you may only give me a penny for my thoughts, I'm fixin' to put my two cents in.
It did my heart good to stumble across such a lighthearted topic. I can't say that I laughed my ass off, but It just tickled me. It's so random, lol. Your musings on idioms came as a nice change of pace after reading brother John's recent metaphorically named blog. Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to pick a bone with John. I understand how he might want to pull his hair out over getting the cold shoulder. Why, some folks would probably lose their minds or at least blow their tops to be snubbed that way. If somebody turned their nose up at me like that, I'd probably want to knock their block off. So who cam blame a fella if he wants to let off a little steam by taking such mule headed turkeys out to the woodshed. What a trip! I don't know what their hang up is that they want to lay that guilt trip on their brother, thinking that they are all tripped out. It blows my mind! Somebody should get his act together. When this stuff come up, we need to stand our ground and not give a tinker's damn or a rat's ass about what people think. It would have to be a cold day in hell before anyone should stand for this or take it lying down. But I don't want to go around biting people's heads off, melting their face, or tearing them a new one. And I can't spend 24/7 sweating the small stuff. As time goes by, the older I get, the more I see that it just plain don't make any horse sense to knock myself out shaking my fist at the wind. So in the immortal words of that old sage Tom Burke, don't let a leper give you the finger when instead he should just be trying to lend a helping hand.
Now, I don't want to sound like a broken record, but I do believe we can all use a little more sunshine in our lives. After all, laughter is the best medicine. It does help one to take a load off, and it does a body good. So, let's look on the bright side, and be glad for what we have. We may not have much, but we do have each other, right? And even though I've been told that you can't go home again, since there is no place like home, I'll just call anyplace I hang my hat home because after all, home is where the heart is. Now that may seem like a paradox to you. What's a paradox, you ask? Two doctors - which is a good thing because as we all know, two heads are better than one. I can't claim that there was no pun intended there, so instead I will ask you to pardon my pun. I'm sure you will, since what is good for the goose is good for the gander. After all, I put up with your play on words and not just because you got Shakespeare into the act.
Well, this is all in good fun until somebody gets hurt. So, let's not have any funny business here. Or horseplay for that matter. And I especially don't want to see any funny business with horseplay. We do have to handle this with kid gloves because some of these colloquialisms change over time. While it was okay for the greatest generation to make love with their best gal at the movies while watching Andy Hardy pull a boner, today that's just gay. But then what do I know? It might be cool, or it might be bad. I'm not hip enough to say - it might be the shit. Whoops, my bad.
Well, I could go on and on, but I didn't mean to chew your ear off, and I don't want to beat a dead horse. And I think I hear the fat lady singing, so I better run now. I think I'll make like a tree and leave. I'm going to blow this pop stand. I'm going to make like horse shit and hit the trail. Catch you on the flip side. See you later, alligator...
Pat