"Right before your eyes we pull laughter from the skies."
(Then we edit until you cry.)
Am i the only here who speaks English? At the moment?
English is so wretched it's easy.
English is so bastardiszed that anything goes.
I do love old English too. Back when it was phonetic.
The Canterbury Tales (Middle English: Tales of Caunterbury) is a collection of 24 stories that runs to over 17,000 lines written in Middle English by Geoffrey Chaucer between 1387 and 1400. In 1386, Chaucer became Controller of Customs and Justice of Peace and, in 1389, Clerk of the King's work. It was during these years that Chaucer began working on his most famous text, The Canterbury Tales. The tales (mostly written in verse, although some are in prose) are presented as part of a story-telling contest by a group of pilgrims as they travel together on a journey from London to Canterbury to visit...
^ that was for you, @Rand, gratuitous though so.
But i trip on modern English.
"Trip" in the positive sense.
Oh whoops, internet lookup doesn't show the meaning i meant for "traipse."
By "traipse" i meant "jig."
The jig (Irish: port) is a form of lively folk dance in compound metre, as well as the accompanying dance tune. It developed in 16th-century England, and was quickly adopted on mainland Europe where it eventually became the final movement of the mature Baroque dance suite (the French gigue; Italian and Spanish giga). Today it is most associated with Irish dance music, Scottish country dance and the Métis people in Canada. Jigs were originally in duple compound metre, (e.g., 128 time), but have been adapted to a variety of time signatures, by which they are often classified into groups, including...
(I also meant "traipse." What a scamp.)
Learn English in the worst way, from the worst. It'll confound your neighbrs and save you on the streets.
Also learn it from betters while at it.
But i'm here to demonstrate.
Catch it live before the pond sours.
(Yes, you've seen it sour a few times lately. Sorry for those displays. I'm a sweetie at heart.)
(Those displays were necessary.)
^ Nothing but repeats from now on, until interrupted.
. . . another relentless monologue . . . c'mon dancers! Join the fun. I know you're watching. You'll learn the steps. Took me forever.
Much nicer on the fun side.
Stumble a few steps and then get your footing!
@Jamal, you really here? We speak a common undescribed language, but i'd like to see your native.
(I understand that internet burps make it look like we show up.)
(Not this time? Next time.)
I already mentioned Couereine.
She just didn't love me quite enough. Perhaps as much as she could.
She came back for a fourth helping. More than any other. Bless her.
She's the only other i know who wakes up without stimulants.
A fifth time might be in order.