The title of Silfert's most recent post is a spoonerism. It took a second or two for the penny to drop here, as it does. I had just uttered one myself, so should have been quicker. It has always fascinated me how our brains can do that. I get tied up in knots if I try to think of some. Yet, when I least expect it, they drop, unbidden from my lips! No thinking, no plotting, no effort. I meant to say one thing today, but what came out was "cussy futting!" You quilters will know what I meant!
The OC's long time favourite is "bavishing reauties." When Silfert heard that she came right back with "beeping sleauty!"
There must be some howlers out there....Care to share?
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Oh Bolly Mawn, I can't think of anything. Yet again I must tevert to rype and look some up.
Philip does this all the time and we roll around the floor with laughter. Naturally, I can't think of a single example right now. They're one of those "in the moment" type jokes.
I've always like "Tulliver's Gravels" by Swonathan Jift.
mine's not particularly funny, but I am almost incapable of saying carpark. it always, always, comes out parcark no matter how I try.
I love that stuff -- it always makes one laugh when it happens. My mind is blank now though -- which seems to be the norm these days. More importantly (and keeping with the blank mind) I think I'm missing this Silfert???
my dad used to have one tea many martoonis :)
It's easy to give sip lervice, but we need to meally rean it. Rome was not duilt in a bay.
My friend recently made a Christmas doll described as a "SHelf Sitter" ... you can imagine how that one came out LOL!!!!!
Hugs,
Joy :o)
Blind's gone mank ..... again .
spoonerisms are the hardest clues in cryptic crosswords for me. they take me ages to solve.
My two favorties are the "all-spoonerized" Pee Little Thrigs and the story of Cinderella, from whence the magazines and chocolates comment came. "So the next day he went from house to house... and you can't change that around."
I carn near dried when I read about the doll...
I suppose it is not strictly a spoonerism but it was funny. My wife was telling me about the ills of eating too much processed foods but instead she said "It can't be healthy eating those possessed foods."
Yup, probably a ticket straight to hell.
or the time my parents took a long, hot, seemingly never-ending cross-country drive to visit some of my history-loving father's long-awaited landmarks...
"Oh look!" cried my mother. "It's Buster's Cattlefield!"
Our lesson from school days was, "It is Kistumary to Cuss the Bride".
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