Posted on 04/26/2007 4:59:07 AM PDT by secret garden
OK, my contribution...
...My grandmother always used Argo (t) starch on our clothes :))
I know....time out for me in the corner!
it is hilarious! i wish i had such a letter!
Leslie L. Donovan Bereft of middle name, this Catholic Schoolgirl-turned Bar Vixen has wowed patrons with stellar service as a barista and bartendress in the Pittsburgh area for many years. Though born in the early part of the 19th century, Leslie is holding up well, according to many observations. She is the author and illustrator of Putting the Fun Back Into Funeral A Goths Guide to Social Engagement. A stickler for grammar, Leslie manages the bar and serves as Secretary of Barrel of Monkeys, LLC
The hip hop, argot using, Rapper's noise,
is confusing, demoralizing, and crass.
The language of the streets is at best
unintelligent
and smart ass.
It's a cultural thing, a 21st. Century slide
backward that is not cool, or smooth, nor hep.
Just MHO, from a poet's muse. ;)
what the hell is 5 date rule????
It’s a joke. They’re not teaching abstinence anymore, they’re teaching kids to wait at least five dates before “putting out.”
my poor little coneheaded baby dog is home, btw. : )
“Elizabethan collar.”
she doesn’t look too elizabethan, just sad. no romping, no stairs, leash only, no jumping up or down from furniture, for 2 weeks.
loosh seems quite happy to have her back, kept sniffing her face inside the collar and then was fascinated and wanting to sniff the boo-boo area.
A+ for you. Nothing aggravates me more than listening to my children spout street talk. I remind them they are white kids from suburbia and they aren’t fooling anyone.
Rachel, what were you thinking???
Since argot is the language of a specific culture, wouldn’t the liberals complain that it’s elitist?
Just wondering how far they’d go to restrict speech.
where are his hands?
Home from work and getting ready to grill some catfish-
In the argot of the left
“Discussion” means “defeat”
So they can just parse the term
And not take any heat
When the enemy is encouraged
By the cowards’ perceived gains
And send more terrorists over here
To crash a few more planes
I really wish the generals
Could tell them where to go-
Preferably far away from here
With their traveling surrender show
How is Chanel coping with her headgear? Is she eating okay?
In the argot of the law enforcement community, I am now known as the Defendant. Last night I ran out about midnight to get a pack of smokes. When I got to the 7-11, I realized I forgot my wallet. I had about $50.00 worth of change in the console, so I ran in. After the clerk took what seemed to be half an hour counting a handful of quarters, she let me go. And when I started my car, I noticed one of the headlights had just failed.
Boynton Beach’s finest was on the job, in the argot of countless stupid cop tv shows where they never pull anyone over just because they are bored. Fortunately, I had my gun in a fanny pack, and I had slipped the strap and put it on the passenger seat. Carrying concealed without permit in hand here in Florida is a no - no, but a loaded handgun securely encased while travelling in a vehicle is completely legal.
Three cops later, I get a ticket for failing to carry my DL. I can show the DL to the court clerk and reduce the fine to $7.50, thus showing them that I in fact have a valid DL, which they already knew anyway.
Meanwhile, one of the three cops was advised by radio that I have a carry permit, in addition to a valid Florida DL. While he was shining his flashlight on my right hand, he demanded, “Hey, where’s your other hand?”
I knew right away that it would be bad to tell him that my other hand was attached to my other arm, which was hanging out the window in full view of the 900,000 candlepower spotlight on the police car. In the argot of that neighborhood, that is dissing the po po, and it rarely turns out well. In more argot of the law enforcement community, the Defendant complied with a request to demonstrate that he was not preparing to use a weapon, pursuant to the arm’s length search rule in Chimel v. California.
And so, with my freshly signed and newly issued travel documents in hand, I was dismissed by my town’s finest, only to drive about a block down the road and have the stupid headlight come back on. The wire harness was loose.
In the argot of South Florida, $%$^*) and @#$&+ and >*#%$?&!!!
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