I don’t remember exactly but he was showing me a new song that was going I-IV-I-IV. . . and I must have said something like “I keep waiting to resolve to the V” and he looked at me like I had just said “Chicken carpet dopplegangers”. I was like, “You know, I-IV-V. Rock and Roll. Blues. Country.” and that was interpreted as “Mully wully two by four”. And then I quit.
Well, actually, you can get whitewater without the rocks. All you need is sufficient water flow and a gradient, and it does decide to party. I’ve been in non-technical whitewater that was still pretty challenging just because of the standing waves. But yeah, you can pretty much assume that rocks will play a big part in any whitewater expedition.
Correct. Please pick the next category.
I think it was a shocked silence. After that brief smirking pause of his when he waits for the audience to laugh, Alex moved along very quickly.
I had a huge argument with my mom. She thought that since French is spoken in France, Italian in Italy, and Spanish in Spain, Luxumbourgian must be spoken in Luxumbourg, Austrian in Austria, and Swiss in Switzerland. And, I presume, Indian in India and Ivory Coastish in the Ivory Coast. This was before the big post-communism rearrangement of Eastern Europe and the former USSR, so that may have made her think a little, but I am afraid to bring up the subject again.
I took an upper-level class in Victorian literature. On the first day, the instructor asked the class exactly when the Victorian period was-- and different idiots sprinkled throughout the room answered back everything from the 15th century to pre-1950. He gave the class the correct dates and asked for the names of British Victorian novelists. He got back everyone from Shakespeare to Robert Frost.
I believe that everyone should have a certain rough knowledge of history to begin with, and this was an upper-level class of English and history majors. They had already taken their survey literature classes and world history classes, and they were left without even the desultory curiosity that would inspire them to google “Victorian era” when they considered taking the class.
You mean you can’t grow hair on the palms of your hands??? Damn, I’ve got some catching up to do!
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I have to indict myself: Back in high school, I went with my best bud and his folks up to Newport, RI for a weekend. We walked into some little delicatessen, and my bud’s mom said, “Hey Trip, I’ll spot us for lunch today. What kind of sandwich do you want?”
I was utterly dumbfounded. In my (at the time) 17+ years of existence, I had no idea delis did that sort of thing. Never really having been in one before, I thought it was just like a little convenience store or something, not an entire industry based on cold cuts. . . :smack:
But then again, I still think “Puff the Magic Dragon” is really about a magical dragon that lives by the sea.
Tripler
And for the past 9 years, I’ve felt like a better man ever since.
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Hubajube that’s the very first time I’ve ever been quoted on this (or any other) message board. I feel so special.
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After seeing the trouble the Czechs and the Slovaks had trying to split their language in half, you’d think the Yugoslavians would have known better. But no, they had to break up their country and now everyone’s only got one sixth of a language. That’s the real reason for the ongoing struggles there; they’re not fighting for religious or ethnic reasons, they’re just trying to steal some extra nouns and verbs.
In fairness, it was a pretty stupid question too. There are more than two places where hair doesn’t grow – the lips for instance. I’m sure you can think of several more.
I have a ton of these but can only remember a few: first, my biggest pet peeve in the entire world is when people mix up “your” and “you’re”. For instance, they (most often college age and above) will say “I know your all excited” ARG! How could you graduate from high school without knowing the difference!?
Being a marine science major I also get annoyed when people mix up what is to me common knowledge, like saying squid are fish. Once I was drawing pictures for a little girl (out of sheer boredom) and drew a whale. The girl then asked me to draw a fish, and I complied. Then a baby fish. The mother then said to the girl that I had already did that, the whale was the mommy fish and the little fish was the baby fish. I almost slammed my head down on the table out of frustration. I knew in first grade that whales were not fish. Am I wrong in assuming that most people know this?
Merla
In fairness, it was a pretty stupid question too. There are more than two places where hair doesn’t grow – the lips for instance. I’m sure you can think of several more. **
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The surfaces of the ears [sub]inside is a different story[/sub], the surface of the nose (pores, but no follicles), the surfaces of the eyelids above the lashes . . .
That’s about all I can think of right now. . .
Tripler
I would have beat the snot out of Alex Trebek.
Ooh! Ooh! I thought of another one!
Guy came into my store a few days ago, asked for Corningware. “Why yes, it’s right over here…”
“I need flatware.”
“Hm…I didn’t know Corningware made flatware…Well…” [Rilchiam stops in front of utensils] “Here’s the flatware, but I don’t see anything by Corningware.”
“No, flatware. You know, plates?”
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The surfaces of the ears [sub]inside is a different story[/sub], the surface of the nose (pores, but no follicles), the surfaces of the eyelids above the lashes . . .
That’s about all I can think of right now. . .
Tripler
I would have beat the snot out of Alex Trebek. **
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Maybe it was “the two major areas…” Are there really places on your ears that hair can’t grow? Hair accounts for hearing, so it’s grows inside them too.
Yeah, the outter part (I don’t know what they call it, the “crown”?). [sub]The part sticking out from your head.[/sub] I know hair grows on the inside–hell, look at old geezers. 
You get the idea. . .
Tripler
I’d still like to hip check Alex Trebek, though. . .
My ears are covered in hair. Very short, fine, blonde hair, but it’s still hair. You might want to closely examine yours.
Hair does grow on the nose.
At the risk of sounding insensitive:
Mother Theresa’s name came up in a discussion with a group of HS seniors I used to teach. One cocky kid in the back yells out, “Hey, I heard she died a virgin!”
Yes, says I. She was a Catholic nun, and likely took a vow of celibacy, but I have no way of knowing if she was a virgin. As the rest of the class giggled (hehe, teacher said virgin) I noted a painfully shy boy in the back getting more agitated by the moment…picking his lip, pushing his fingers through his hair. Finally, his hand shoots up.
“Question?”
“Yeah…um…You can die from that?”
BWAHHAAHAHA! I suppose the new six countries are forced to speak, respectively, the trunciated languages of Yu, Go, Sl, Av, Ia, and N.
I have down all over my nose and outer ears, so short and fine I can only make it out in profile against a dark background. If I look, the hair on my ears is just barely visible against my dark hair; were I a blonde, I would not be able to see the down at all.
The chicken crossing the road…
Hmm. That’s what I get for reading a biography of Harry Houdini when I was in third grade. I thought “the other side” in the joke’s answer meant something a little more cosmic…as in, “to get to the Great Beyond.”
Always thought it was a pretty dark joke, what with the chicken trying to get hit by a car in order to make it to the next world.
I just outed myself, didn’t I?
Damn.