Common
Freddy Woo writes, "My wife thinks calling the front room a lounge is common. Worse, a friend of hers recently admonished her daughter for calling a toilet, a toilet. Lavatory darling. It's lavatory."
My own mother refused to let me use the word 'oblong' instead of 'rectangle'. Which is just odd, to be honest.
What stuff do you think is common?
( , Thu 16 Oct 2008, 16:06)
Freddy Woo writes, "My wife thinks calling the front room a lounge is common. Worse, a friend of hers recently admonished her daughter for calling a toilet, a toilet. Lavatory darling. It's lavatory."
My own mother refused to let me use the word 'oblong' instead of 'rectangle'. Which is just odd, to be honest.
What stuff do you think is common?
( , Thu 16 Oct 2008, 16:06)
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Indulging little sisters
From an early young age my youngest sister would eat "seafood sauce" with absolutely everything. This concoction, pronounced seed-food sauce, was a 50/50 blend of tomato ketchup and salad cream, pre-mixed in a squirty bottle, and she would liberally douse every meal, no matter how inappropriate we deemed her smelly condiment to be. I think she may have grown out of it now, though.
My other sister would hold her fork with her index finger on the back of the prongs, and was never corrected. She's now 29, and still eats that way in polite company.
( , Tue 21 Oct 2008, 11:41, Reply)
From an early young age my youngest sister would eat "seafood sauce" with absolutely everything. This concoction, pronounced seed-food sauce, was a 50/50 blend of tomato ketchup and salad cream, pre-mixed in a squirty bottle, and she would liberally douse every meal, no matter how inappropriate we deemed her smelly condiment to be. I think she may have grown out of it now, though.
My other sister would hold her fork with her index finger on the back of the prongs, and was never corrected. She's now 29, and still eats that way in polite company.
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