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elag wrote:
>
> Paul Heslop wrote:
> >
> > elag wrote:
> > >
> >
> > > Looked at a certain way that could be almost as funny.
> > >
> > > It reminds me of a time when I was sitting w/ some college pals in a
> > > fast food joint called "Wally Wooten's Rootin' Tootin' Fine Food" which
> > > had as its mascot a Yosemite Sam rip off. Unespectedly, the clerk
> > > called us over saying that we had a phone call. On the line were a
> > > bunch of giggly girls who said they wanted us to come on over and be
> > > sure to bring plenty of mayonnaise, friction tape and wire coat hangers.
> > > As you might expect, the meeting never came off, but it did make for an
> > > amusing evening.
> >
> > :O)
> > >
> > > > and another guy, Mike Harding (bluff Northerner) of when he was on tour
> > > > in the states and stayed at someone's house. He didn't like sitting
> > > > round doing nothing so he asked them if he could lay the table for
> > > > dinner. Only after the bemused looks did he find out that 'lay' meant
> > > > something else than putting out the cutlery etc :O)
> > >
> > > Boy, those guys sure are harsh when it comes to enforcing their rules of
> > > idiomatic expression. We're far looser hereabouts.
> >
> > They were both products of a byegone age, common men who had to look
> > often for the lowest point of humour, though both could really make you
> > laugh if they tried.
>
> here's a bit of ancient ethnic humor that relates somewhat to this topic:
>
> The Italian man who went to Malta.
>
> One day I gonna to Malta to a big hotel,in the morning I go down to eat
> a breakfast.
> I tell the waitress that I want two pieces of toast .She brings me only
> one piece.
> I tell her "I wanna two pieces". She say "Go to the toilet".
> I say "you don't understand, I wanna two pieces on my plate".
> She say to me: "you better not piss on the plate, you sonnawabitch".
> I do not even know this lady and she call me a sonnawabitch!!
>
> Later I go to eat at a bigger restaurant. The waiter brings me a Spoon
> and a knief but no fock.
> I tell her "I wanna a fock" and she tella me : "everyone wanna fuck".
> I tella her " you don't undertsand me...I wanna fock on the table".
> She say : "you better not fuck on the table you sonnawabitch."
>
> So I go back to my room in my hotel and there is no sheets on the bed.
> I call the manager and tell him "I wanna a sheet". he tell me to Go the toilet.
> I say "you don't understand I wanna a sheet on my bed".
> He say:"you better not shit on the bed, you sonnawabitch".
>
> I go to the Check out and the man at the desk said " peace on you".
> and I say : " Piss on you too, you sonnawabicth".
>
> I gonna back to Italy!
:O) We have a guy who does all this in an arab way, for about half his
act, and he really looks the part, but then he suddenly breaks into
perfect drops the gags about terrorists etc and uses his perfect English
accent to prove how prejudiced people can be. Problem is once you've
seen him you've seen the gag, but he keeps doing it.
--
Paul. (She took his ring, took his babies)
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