Have you seen the Powerpuff Girls episode where Fuzzy Lumpkins becomes mayor? And then, they all play music with washboards and jugs and stuff. Real cute...
Actually, that's subject to debate. According to Wikipedia.
My deepest perfumed apologies for not knowing previously about your... "beans issue", oh Great orange Mandarin. In am but a dirt-faced bedouin hillbilly (make that "hill-Ali") who admires Louisiana from the remoteness of his thick ignorance. I bet you don't know the origin of lebanese dance "Dabke" either, hunh?
So much for local conspiracy theory that Satanic America has forced its whole vile culture on the noble Arab nation... I already knew the music style, but not its name. No equivalents in "Old Europe" French language.
While we are in the topic of verbal duelling (any opportunity for venting out is welcome these days), I have this theory. Is it true the "S" from "your brains" initially came from "dumb S"?...
Okay, so I am part French, and insults competitions are traditional in many regions there. The rule is, you have to be as creatively insulting as possible without using standard "dirty" words. For instance : "Don't insult my mother, Madam, for you are old enough to BE her!"
Say, Eolake, how about making an insults competition in this style? With the same rule. No sh**, f***, a** etc. allowed? Now, that'd be some godd clean, wholesome fun!
"Hah! Your mother was your father!" -- (The rude Frenchman in Holy Grail)
P.S.: Adam, a Haiku is a japanese-style poem that doesn't rhyme, but has to comprise 17 syllables, your haricots were just one short. Sorry mate. Close, but no Black-Jack!
I thought by now we could use another snow picture.
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Well I've tried No Pictures, but the feedback sucks.
'sno good either.
Honestly, I give up on you boys! You're hopeless. [Rolls eyes.]
Ah, well, if you can't beat them, join them!
Last one in Eolakes' picture is a rotten egg with scrambled French fries and ketchup!
SNOWBALL FIGHT!!!
C'est le plus beau des charabias
Que j'aie entendus depuis longtemps
Lorsque le soir, au fond des bois,
Chantait le cor des neiges d'antan.
Mais les neiges de D'Artagnan
Ne manquent pas de piquant!
Tous pour un, un pour tous,
Et faisons des calembours de fous!!!
(From the back of my head. You should see the front.)
Did I take my Ritalin today? Ah, well, in Lebanon it's already tomorrow. Past midnight...
Uh, Mercy bokoo?
La voiture est blanche.
La fleure est blue.
Si je mets le lit, qui met les ratures? ;-)
"The world belongs to the early riser... until the others rise too!"
Between yor name and your French style... you wouldn't happen to be Cajun, by any chance?
"Cajun vaut mieux que deux tu l'auras." (Jean de La Fayette)
{Sigh) Aah, I love a good Streetfighter Gombo... Mortal Krevette Gombo is nice, too.
P.S.: Who needs Yahoo Messenger anyway? I don't need help to mess my sengers!
Eolake,
That was perhaps the funniest French poem I ever saw! Or was it a French haiku, from the famous Merciboku? Brief, yet powerful. :-)
Strawberries are red,
And prunes are blue,
But whoever said,
I deserve to be read by you?
(Or should that be "a desert be in Red Bayou"?)
Um, Adam...
It's rhymy, it's yummy...
But 16 syllables do not a haiku make.
I still like better the one by Eolake.
"Les haricots", Zydeco?
Too bad I never heard that song. Although I love that style.
Speaking of style, who does your hairicot?
"Les Haricots Sont Pas Salés"
Thank you, Wikipedia.
Have you seen the Powerpuff Girls episode where Fuzzy Lumpkins becomes mayor? And then, they all play music with washboards and jugs and stuff. Real cute...
Actually, that's subject to debate. According to Wikipedia.
My deepest perfumed apologies for not knowing previously about your... "beans issue", oh Great orange Mandarin. In am but a dirt-faced bedouin hillbilly (make that "hill-Ali") who admires Louisiana from the remoteness of his thick ignorance. I bet you don't know the origin of lebanese dance "Dabke" either, hunh?
So much for local conspiracy theory that Satanic America has forced its whole vile culture on the noble Arab nation... I already knew the music style, but not its name. No equivalents in "Old Europe" French language.
While we are in the topic of verbal duelling (any opportunity for venting out is welcome these days), I have this theory. Is it true the "S" from "your brains" initially came from "dumb S"?...
Okay, so I am part French, and insults competitions are traditional in many regions there. The rule is, you have to be as creatively insulting as possible without using standard "dirty" words. For instance : "Don't insult my mother, Madam, for you are old enough to BE her!"
Say, Eolake, how about making an insults competition in this style? With the same rule. No sh**, f***, a** etc. allowed? Now, that'd be some godd clean, wholesome fun!
"Hah! Your mother was your father!" -- (The rude Frenchman in Holy Grail)
P.S.: Adam, a Haiku is a japanese-style poem that doesn't rhyme, but has to comprise 17 syllables, your haricots were just one short. Sorry mate. Close, but no Black-Jack!
What, still no insults? What about my contest?
(Sniff!) Nobody hates me!!! :-(
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