Tue 19 Sep 2006
Multiple Choice
Posted by anaglyph under Grumpy Old Man, Whimsy
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So anyway, Nurse Myra and I are heading off to have a coffee.
On the side of the road we see some people wearing red & white scarves. One of them is holding a football.
“Do you think they’re going to a Swan’s game?” she asks (instantly regretting it).
“Why don’t you ask me a question I can answer,” I complain, “Like something to do with Quantum Theory..?”
To be fair, you could answer that first question. The question wasn’t
Are they going to a Swan’s game?
but rather
Do you THINK they’re going to a Swan’s game?
See, that doesn’t even work for me. The concepts of ‘thinking’ and ‘sport’ seem mutually exclusive. Very few neurons in my brain are devoted to sport.
So cute! Why are grumpy old man comments so adorable?
I wanna kno what sport is playd by Swans?
Bean: Stick around, I’ve got a million of them
Joey: I’m not really sure, but I think they were up against Lions and that doesn’t sound good.