HUSBAND-SPEAK – or – LONG-MARRIED-LANGUAGE
How to say a lot, without saying anything
What do you want for supper? – HMmmh?
Archon, I’m talking to you! Are you paying attention??! – Uh-Huh!
Shall I make Mac-and-Cheese? – Unh-Unh.
What about liver and onions? –Ggcck!!
How about some potato pancakes?– OOOyum!
We got our credit card statement today. We owe $1200 this month. – Oooff!
My sister called. She’s coming to visit, Sunday. – Tthththbbh.
She says you should get your ass off the couch, and get more exercise. – Humph!
And now, some words about words that aren’t actually words. They are
VOCABLES
any word, either written or spoken, regarded simply as a sequence of letters or spoken sounds, irrespective of its meaning – like Tabernacle – pronounced Tabber-nack – Which French-Canadians use as profanity. Or Sapristi – which is used as an expression of surprise, or a meaningless intensifier.
a vocal sound intended to carry meaning;
I know how to keep my mouth shut. I almost starved to death one time. Wouldn’t tell my parents that I was hungry. Never again!! I better not keep this up, or I’ll end up saying nothing about everything. The only things quieter would be a nod, or a head-shake, but you’d still hear the marbles rattle, and perhaps a few fall out.
Don’t slip on any when you come back on Wednesday for a bonus comedy post. 😆
Thankfully (or sadly), I never had in-laws to deal with. The rest of the wife’s siblings were scattered around the country, with only one (very intelligent) brother-in-law with whom to occasionally chat. I loved my parents-in-law, but like many things I love, they died way too soon. (Sorry, wasn’t actually digging for sympathy, just sayin’.)
I always loved the trivia that the letter U used to be written as a V (like in Roman text), and that’s why our letter W (which looks like two Vs) is called double-u. Fortunately, we only get stuck with one “double” letter. Try Spanish – there’s double Ls, double Rs, and our old friend Tilde! (Not to mention Che, when he’s not off starting revolutions.) 😉
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He’s settled down, and is running a taqueria in Fresno, now 😉 😛
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Oh man, I wish he was! There still ain’t nowhere in this town to get food, except the pizza place/convenience store in the old schoolhouse.
Thanks to the lack of life in this town, I’ve thought of doing a “scam detector” website for those offers like “New Retirement Condos In “yourtown” “. You know, the glorious, brand new, 10-story buildings? Take a screengrab of the ad that promises me “Dealers Selling New Cars For Pennies In Fresno”, then show them what used to be the used-car lot (which sold about 3 cars in the decades it was open, and has been closed for years). Our glorious multi-story building – the 2-story dump that has the Post Office in it, with the second floor windows all replaced with plywood because the roof leaks so bad, the 2nd floor is uninhabitable. Ya know, scenic, glorious downtown Fresno! :p 😀
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Yeah! I spent a week there, one afternoon. 😉 😕
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Where in Fresno? I give a one finger salute to that town. Sorry to he a downer on this post.
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1Jaded1 – Fresno, as in Ohio? You’ve been in this dump? What in the name of God would bring you to this town that even Satan doesn’t want?
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Oh no. Fresno California. I guess that name spreads he’ll wherever it goes.
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That was just a little In-joke for John. 😉
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The legend is that some idiot went to California, and thought Fresno was so beautiful he’d found a town here in Ohio with the name. HUGE difference between urban California and hayseed Ohio!
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John – Ahaha. We left the CA location and not 5 years later, my dad’s former coworker said his company had security guarding his former place of work. People didn’t feel safe.
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I’ve spent half my married life talking to a husband who wasn’t listening. Multi tasking is not a male strength…
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Charles Emerson Winchester III, in a M.A.S.H. episode said, I do one job. I do it well. and then I move on. Anything like that happen at your place? 😕
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Not here. The husband always has at least 3 projects going at once and nothing ever gets finished.
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Hey! On behalf of all men, I strongly resemble that remark! 😉
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You’ll get no argument here. And even if you did, chances are you weren’t listening anyway.
😉
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Now, be nice. I’ve always been a good listener. I listened to a number of attractive girls throughout high school and college complain about their boyfriends. After they told me I was a great guy, I listened to them go back to those same boyfriends, while I remained dateless. Then I went home and listened to my own sobbing.
See? I AM a good listener! 😀
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