I blame the sewers of NYC. (The embroiderers, spinners and weavers must also bear some responsibility.)
bwca: Jake the Leg.end.(Looking at that caption now, should that read: He seize Jake saw the croc?)Lord S: Yes and the singers.
And bathing backpackers? Men in trees? The thought of being death rolled by such a creature gives me the shivers. I've only just recovered from a tussle with a teva (truly).
...And with one mighty bound, Jake was free!
(COughs loudly) Ahem, I used to sing. I found a nice little pair of yellow shoes on Maroondah Highway once, sitting right next to my carpark outside Officeworks as though a fairy had got into its car and left them there. Losing one shoe does look like carelessness, though.
Not a battle with a Brogue?... but the crocodile caught the shadow.Though two shoes could look like carlessness? And one left shoe.I guess a fair few lone crocs washed up along the beaches this summer.
I did battle with a brogue, actually, during a short visit to Scotland many years ago. I was a child not used to the vowel play of my pagan kin.
fair is vowel and vowel is fair.
During that scene, his favourite, a vowel loosened and he was forced to leave the theatre early.Vowel.
I hope he didn't leave one of his diphthongs in the theatre.
I have very little trouble with Irish accents. But Scots, sheesh.Carlessness, heh. Very high standard of punning here, setting a new level for a new year I think.
... as the seminal line from Dave Lynch's '101 Dalmations' homage, 'Twin Pekes' goes, "The vowels aren't what they seem."However I personally believe that the consonants killed Laura Palmer (nee Prestidigitator).
What? A hoot.
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