Monday, March 18, 2013

Overheard in the Smallest Room...

The time is yesterday afternoon. The scene is Roseholme Cottage interior.

I am finishing getting ready to leave, and have the sink running in the smallest room. Bobbi is moving about in the dining room. She says something that I struggle to parse over the white noise...
RX: "While we're out, I need to ǥάѕ ϯћє ᴌᴓѕҿѓӎѳҍїӏє цҏ."

Me: "You... what? You 'need to jack that geezer up'?"
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12 comments:

  1. staghounds8:32 AM, March 18, 2013

    That's right, come up off that walker, old man.

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  2. New Jovian Thunderbolt8:47 AM, March 18, 2013

    Change my pitch up

    Jack my geezer up...

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  3. John8:57 AM, March 18, 2013

    oh heck...most old geezers would like that...if they could remember why.

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  4. ProudHillbilly9:28 AM, March 18, 2013

    Stuff like that sometimes make me wonder at the strange way our brains put sounds together.

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  5. Anonymous9:38 AM, March 18, 2013

    Those Rorschach tests are practically a Freudian slip, aren't they, Tam?

    jf

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  6. Cybrludite10:19 AM, March 18, 2013

    "You was definitely in the right. That geezer was cruising for a
    bruising!"

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  7. Kristophr11:28 AM, March 18, 2013

    Gopher Tuna!

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  8. Anonymous1:46 PM, March 18, 2013

    Jack that hacker up!

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  9. Critter5:04 PM, March 18, 2013

    oh yeah! it'd take both of ye t' jack ME up!

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  10. Old NFO6:47 PM, March 18, 2013

    LOL, I have those problems EVERY day...

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  11. Mark/GreyLocke6:59 PM, March 18, 2013

    What font is that? I think I'd like to start talking in it to my kids. Maybe then they'd slow down enough I could understand what they are saying.

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  12. Rabbit12:26 AM, March 19, 2013

    They make a gel for that now.

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