September 25, 2011

♥ - LINGO CONUNDRUM: The English Plural - ♥






We'll begin with a box, and the plural is boxes,
But the plural of ox becomes oxen, not oxes.
One fowl is a goose, but two are called geese,
Yet the plural of moose should never be meese.
You may find a lone mouse or a nest full of mice,
Yet the plural of house is houses, not hice.


If the plural of man is always called men,
Why shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen?
If I speak of my foot and show you my feet,
And I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet?
If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth,
Why shouldn't the plural of booth be called beeth?

Then one may be that, and there would be those,
Yet hat in the plural would never be hose,
And the plural of cat is cats, not cose.
We speak of a brother and also of brethren,
But though we say mother, we never say methren.
Then the masculine pronouns are he, his and him,
But imagine the feminine: she, shis and shim!

Let's face it - English is a crazy language.
There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger;
Neither apple nor pine in pineapple. 
English muffins weren't invented in England.

We take English for granted, but if we explore its paradoxes,
We find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square,
And a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.
And why is it that writers write, but fingers don't fing,
Grocers don't groce and hammers don't ham?

Doesn't it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend?
If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them,
What do you call it?


If teachers taught, why didn't preachers praught?
If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat?

Sometimes I think all the folks who grew up speakingEnglish
Should be committed to an asylum for the verbally insane.
In what other language do people recite at a play and play at a recital?

We ship by truck but send cargo by ship...
We have noses that run and feet that smell.
We park in a driveway and drive in a parkway.
And how can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same,
While a wise man and a wise guy are opposites?

You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language
In which your house can burn up as it burns down,
In which you fill in a form by filling it out,
And in which an alarm goes off by going on.


And in closing..........
If Father is Pop, how come Mother's not Mop?

xx-- STUD ROOSTER -- >>





A farmer went out one day and bought a brand new stud rooster for  his chicken coop. The new rooster struts over to the old rooster and  says,'OK old fart, Time for you to retire.'



The old rooster replies, 'Come on, surely you cannot handle ALL of these chickens. Look what it has done to me. Can't you just let me have the two old hens over in the corner?'


The young rooster says, 'Beat it: You are washed up, and I am taking over.'

The old rooster says, 'I tell you what, young stud. I will race you around the farmhouse. Whoever wins gets the  exclusive domain over the entire chicken coop.'


The young rooster laughs. 'You know you don't stand a chance, old man.       So, just to be fair, I will give you a head start.'

The old rooster takes off running. About 15 seconds later the  young rooster takes off running after him.



They round the front porch of the farmhouse and the young rooster has closed the gap.

The farmer, meanwhile, is sitting in his usual spot on the front porch when he sees the roosters running by.

The Old Rooster is squawking and running as hard as he can. 



The Farmer grabs his shotgun and  - BLAM - He blows the young rooster to bits. The farmer sadly shakes his  head and says, 'Dammit... Third gay rooster I bought this month.'


Moral of this Story?...
Don't mess with the OLD FARTS -
Age, skill, wisdom, and a little treachery,
Always overcome youth and arrogance!
OLD DUDES RULE !!! 






♥ - Celebrities Illustrated Art By Blake Looslie - ♥