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This just made me laugh this week. I actually had to say it out loud to believe it.
Beer can to a Brit …
… is the same as Bacon to a Jamaican.
Yes, I’m easily amused.
All the best to you for find something amusing in your own dialect this week 🙂
Cheers!
Nigel Blackwell was born in rural Oxfordshire in England. He has a love of books, a PhD in Physical Chemistry, and a black belt in pointing out the obvious. As a teenager he toured Europe, and hasn't stopped traveling since. He loves seeing the wonders of the world and meeting the people in it, and hasn't been anywhere that doesn't have the potential for a story. He now lives in Texas with his wife and daughter, where they enjoy the sunshine and listen to the coyotes howl at night.
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I’m Canadian. Suppose that makes me an expert on both beer and bacon, and yet, I can think of nothing worthwhile to add to this conversation. I’ll just listen, ‘kay?
Hi Sherry.
‘kay!
I’m a vegetarian that’s spent years weaning himself almost off beer, so I don’t know what I can add either!
Cheers 🙂
I just want to say that I’m a fan of both 🙂
Hi Fabio. Fan of both? Sounds like a holiday in Jamaica is what you need 🙂
Cheers!
Being a Texan, I have no dialect – just the English language as it’s supposed to be spoken.
Y’all git that straight pard’ner!
Cheers!
True. Many people forget that Chaucer was born in Dallas. Henry VIII was born in Berkley Ca.
Ah, so many facts lost in the mysteries of time!
Cheers
MMMMMMmm baaaaacoooooooonnnnnnn……..
I’m thinking of starting a series based entirely on bacon. It’ll just be a different rasher of bacon each day. Could run and run!
Cheers
Nigel! I missed the opportunity to happy dance for you on pending release of Paris Love Match.
[Pause for high-kicking happy dance.]
So, this is what you’ve been accomplishing at those Saturday writers group meetings? Note to self: Attend one or two or forty-seven.
My dingaling sister-in-law (she knows she’s a dingaling), was approached by a French Canadian attendant at a spa in Montreal. Her husband and two teenagers stood behind her. “Hawwt Tahl?” the attendant queried, holding towels in her arms. My sister-in-laws response?
“Let’s see. I’m 5’7. Jennifer? You’re 5’8 now, right? Dale?…”
She’s a native Texan. ‘Nuff said.
Hi Gloria
LOL. I’m 5’7! 🙂
PLM was almost done, then it was done, then it wasn’t done and then it was finished.
Then the editor got hold of it. Now it should be finished soon. Actually it should have been finished at the weekend, but Wednesday is close enough.
There’s always a spare seat for you if you’re ever in the vicinity of B&N at NE Mall, though I’d check were meeting because we’re a bit erratic (timing as well as personalities!).
Cheers!
LOL! But how do you say “bacon”?
“Beer can” and “bacon” both sound the same when I say them. They both sound like “mmmmm….”
Yeah, well, if you’re going to drool at the thought…
I’m sure theres a video that could be done with a reggae band singing up to the point of “bacon” and cutting away to one of the royal family saying “beer can.” Mind you, those royals, very difficult to get them to turn up on time for a film shoot! Sure to be a hit on youtube or MTV or something.
Cheers 🙂