Malapropagation 2012 -- Revenge of the Schtick

I think those guys drank cheap stuff, not Glengary, the fine single-malt whiskey distilled near Ballindalloch in Banffshire in the district of Moray, Scotland.

Isn’t that where King Arthur’s wife Glenlivet hailed from?

I’m not sure but she was definitely a 100% guinevere queen. Definitely not a fake.

You know, Camelot was an unusual musical in that it didn’t really have a subplot that featured a genuine, a stock character in literature, film, and a role type in the theatre; generally a girl or a young woman who is endearingly innocent and wholesome.

While the ingenue in I Dream of Jeannie was wholesome to a fault, it’s surely more to the point of the show that she was a magical creature trapped in a bottle for two thousand years!

Whereas Genie Weasley from the Harry Potter series like all wizards were non-magical creatures who could wield the power of magic.

'Twas actually Glinda: Glinda - Wikipedia

In play:

Did you see the Post Office will be reissuing stamps with the famous upside-down Ginny?

Bazinga! One of my favorite schticks these days is when Sheldon goes: [knock knock knock] Jenny. [knock knock knock] Jenny. [knock knock knock] Jenny.

A good comic schtick depends on perfect timing, like the “Your money or your life” sketch on the Jack Penny Program on old-time radio**.**

When I was a kid I could never stand those movies about the scruffily adorable lost dog, Benny.

It really grossed me out to learn that Rastafarians smoke** Benji**.

I wonder if Psy smoked anything when he came up with the video for “Ganja Style”.

You could be a Crip, a Blood, a Gangster Disciple, a Hell’s Angel or a member of some other Gangnam, and you still wouldn’t have Psy’s style.

Get those guys together in a room, and I’ll blow 'em all to Gangdom Come!

I don’t think Kingdom would fit in a room – he was a giant ape fer cryin’ out loud.

How about a nice game of table tennis? Or do you call it King Kong?

I hear they produce really good table tennis players at Ping Pong, the maximum security prison in Ossining, New York.

I wonder if anyone in the prison ever listens to the old Louis Prima song, made famous by Benny Goodman, “Sing, Sing (With a Swing)”.

Er, isn’t this song calledSing Sing (With a Swing)?

Nope. There should be three “Sings”, not two.

I suppose this would be more of a pedantic thing then a true malaprop since it’s a matter of quantity and not sound.

So how about I replace it with:

I wonder if the Giant Panda Sing Sing ever considered his environs at the Ueno zoo a prison.