And it’s near places like Breslau and New Hamburg. Which is right near Punkeydoodles Corners. (I am not making that up.)
I used to work right outside of Squirrels Corners, NY.
A small business owner once told me on the phone, “I don’t have to worry about a sex discrimination suit, 'cause I just don’t hire women.”
France?
Surrender monkey copy cats!
New South Wales, of course!
Whales have their own country now? Good for them! Though really, they need to work on their spelling.
Don’t forget Milan, Versailles, and Kokomo. Alexandria, Angola, Berne, Brazil, Delphi, Lebanon, Monticello, Montpelier, Portland, Princeton, and Washington!
ahem
See post #346.
And then there are Toronto, Australia, and Sydney, Canada!
I once knew a guy who was flabbergasted when told that if you adopted a Chinese baby and raised it elsewhere, it would speak whatever language its parents taught it and not magically speak Chinese. He also thought that you couldn’t get a blood transfusion from a donor of another race; he thought hospitals had to keep seperate supplies of blood for for whites, blacks and Asians. He was a college graduate and a moderately-successful businessman.
Did he sell Nazi memorabilia?
Ha! Close! And I wouldn’t have been at all surprised. He sold sports memorabilia.
I used to go to Vegas with a good friend of mine. One year, against my better judgement, I agreed to let another friend of hers join us. I had briefly met this friend before and had strong misgivings about how well that was going to work out. These misgivings were confirmed by the time we reached the airport and had this conversation:
Her: Oh, what was his name? He was on The Andy Griffith Show.
We tossed out the names of several people from the show, only to get an annoyed “No, why would you think it was HIM?” sort of reaction. After several long minutes, she said, “No, no, no! The main guy!”
There was a long pause as I blinked rapidly. Surely she couldn’t mean…Finally I said, “The main guy on The Andy Griffith Show? You mean…Andy Griffith?”
Her (triumphantly): Yes! That’s him!
Now, if she had laughed at herself for having such a brain fart, I wouldn’t have thought much about it but no, she thought this was a perfectly reasonable question.
In case you’re wondering, it was a looooooooooong week. It didn’t go well.
Are you a hoosier? I went to high school in Delphi!
Bump to share a snippet heard as Asimovian and I were looking at an exhibit of Egyptian funerary art:
“How did the Egyptians know there was an afterlife? Jesus wasn’t born yet.”
There aren’t enough :eek::eek::eek: for that.
The lamest thing I ever overheard was someone telling another person that wearing a helmet while riding was a waste of money because if you drop your helmet, you need to get a new one. Helmets are designed for the first impact, not repeated damage.
Guy: (relates tale of how he’d - allegedly - seen a snuff film in which a woman had been decapitated and then the killers had had sex with her windpipe)
His outraged girlfriend: “That’s dreadful!!! Did she consent to this??!!”
I still do this. I rarely need stamps, so I just leave money in my mailbox (when I leave letters and have the flag raised). My mail carrier puts the postage on for me. And if I just want to buy stamps, I leave the money and she leaves the stamps in my box. And if I get a package too big to put in my mailbox, she used to put them on my front porch. Now that the gate is latched to keep the dogs in the yard, she puts them in an old truck box I have by my side gate and puts a note in my mailbox. If I have to go to the post office, she recognzes me and gets my big packages without me having to tell her my name or address. And when I got lost in the further-out boondocks trying to find an auction, I stopped her and she pointed me in the right direction.
StG
That makes perfect sense. I guess they wanted to know if Germans celebrated any kind of holiday similar to the one Americans celebrate on the 4th of July. Or if they celebrated any holiday close to that date.
… I got nothing. That truly is both ignorant and stupid.
Kristallnacht.