So My friend Bob tells me this cautionary tale from the colonies...
"On his 80th birthday, George, who lived in the United States, was given a gift certificate from his wife. The certificate was for consultation with an American Indian medicine man living on a nearby reservation who was rumoured to have a simple cure for erectile dysfunction.
George went to the reservation and saw the medicine man. The old Indian
gave him a potion and with a grip on his shoulder warned, ''This is a
powerful medicine. You take only a teaspoonful, and then say '1-2-3.'
When you do, you will become more manly than you have ever been in your
life, and you can perform for as long as you want".
George thanked the old Indian and as he walked away, he turned and asked, "How do I stop the medicine from working?"
The Medicine Man relied, "Your partner must say '1-2-3-4". "But when she does, the medicine will not work again until the next full moon".
George was obviously very eager to see if it worked, so he went home, showered, shaved, took a spoonful of the medicine, and then invited Muriel to join him in the bedroom. When she came in, he took off his clothes and said, "1-2-3!".
Immediately, he was the manliest of men. Muriel, who was born in Wales, was very excited and began throwing off her clothes, then she turned and asked, "What did you say 1-2-3 for?".
And that, children, is why we should never end sentences with a preposition, because we could end up with a dangling participle."
On other matters I share with you this Bothy - that may be an aspiration... I could do this !!! George thanked the old Indian and as he walked away, he turned and asked, "How do I stop the medicine from working?"
The Medicine Man relied, "Your partner must say '1-2-3-4". "But when she does, the medicine will not work again until the next full moon".
George was obviously very eager to see if it worked, so he went home, showered, shaved, took a spoonful of the medicine, and then invited Muriel to join him in the bedroom. When she came in, he took off his clothes and said, "1-2-3!".
Immediately, he was the manliest of men. Muriel, who was born in Wales, was very excited and began throwing off her clothes, then she turned and asked, "What did you say 1-2-3 for?".
And that, children, is why we should never end sentences with a preposition, because we could end up with a dangling participle."
and a few statistics - I lift a rather cloudy glass of Chateau 41 - may be why I am visiting the loo a little more than usual
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