tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10131050.post6486822297486742918..comments2024-03-01T08:19:54.547+00:00Comments on BobFromBrockley: Continuing our conversations 2bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15439386754907203808noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10131050.post-45625070832788770182009-11-19T21:01:41.488+00:002009-11-19T21:01:41.488+00:00Immersion in the Jews sans Frontieres waters could...Immersion in the Jews sans Frontieres waters could destroy your finances, Bob: the quantity of antiseptic you need now could ruin you. Take care ;-)SnoopyTheGoonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00920565522498918323noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10131050.post-2638333185183454002009-11-18T12:15:43.098+00:002009-11-18T12:15:43.098+00:00"Bob you're full of fucking shit".
..."Bob you're full of fucking shit".<br /><br />You can see from this exclamation that Elf is linguistically challenged. The words he can reach out to in order to express his extreme displeasure are picked up from a very small word pool, insufficient to do the job, actually. What's "fucking shit"? A cliche intensified by another cliche, and an impossibility. Shit does not fuck, if you'll pardon my explicitness here. <br /><br />The resort to cliches denotes the state of a stunted mind, and a cliche by cliche would suggest an even more fossilized state of mind. I wonder if we can grade a person's relevance by the quantity of the cliches one can find in his/her discourse. I mean, once you run out of cliches, where are you going to go?<br /><br />Noga (CC)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10131050.post-70733779298336291412009-11-18T09:51:34.473+00:002009-11-18T09:51:34.473+00:00I can't believe it, did you forget about me Bo...I can't believe it, did you forget about me Bob, hmmpfff (though I forgive)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com