Spoonerisms. Not something our @Spoons would say. But he might play this game

I was called a spoonerism today.
Think: Wrekdabeck.

I found it funny.

There’s a friend of Madame P’s who I’ve always said that Rev. Spooner would call a shining wit.


Rev Spooner was out west, and one night after the wagons were circled, he stood watch. Maybe there could have been a better choice, because when he saw four hostiles: “Coming over the rise- red foreskins!”

Some years later he caught the Town Drain to Pittsburgh.

I don’t think I’ve ever been mentioned in a subject line before. I’ll consider it an honour. Thanks, Beck!