Never Forget
Part of Dumbo's lack of self-esteem and crippling sense of inferiority lay in the fact that the rest of the Circus performers purposely ignored the elephant in the room.
Schlechten Tag
The news was stunning at first, but eventually Kevin managed
to come to terms with the information.
However Caroline, his wife, found it all the more disturbing
as time went by.
In the end she felt she was left with no choice other than
to end the relationship and move on with their two young children, Simon and
Abigail.
How, she rationalised, could she live with the man
responsible for one of the largest genocides in the history of mankind?
'Commute'.
In row three sat the New York Ballet’s prima ballerina.
Just behind her, leafing through the pages of a worn paper back - the lead singer of the world’s most successful rock band.
Across the other side of the aisle, staring blankly out the window, the twenty five year old medical student who recently made headlines after receiving the Nobel prize honouring her revolutionary work in the field of cancer research.
It’s amazing who you almost meet on the bus.
Not so Mellow Yellow
There was nothing wrong with it necessarily.
Nothing obviously
offensive or challenging.
Nothing to make you squirm or recoil.
It just looked…wrong.
The same way a dog dressed like a person is wrong.
Or ketchup with scrambled eggs is wrong.
Or thinking that ketchup with scrambled eggs is wrong.
Maybe
you like that.
Who am I to tell you what to eat and in which combination?
He was in his fifties, big bellied and sporting tight
trousers.
The ‘wrong’ part? Yellow T-shirt.
'The Martins'
Growing up in the sixties, Mr. Martin had always loved The Beatles. John, Paul, George and Ringo. Especially their Sgt. Pepper era.
So much so, that he named his first born son George, after the band's famous producer.
This didn't bother young George Martin, but as he grew older and began to assert his own tastes and move away from those of his parents, an element of resentment grew inside him.
Instead of embracing music, as his father had, George became passionate about classic sports cars.
How this would effect his young son Aston in years to come, was yet to be determined.
So much so, that he named his first born son George, after the band's famous producer.
This didn't bother young George Martin, but as he grew older and began to assert his own tastes and move away from those of his parents, an element of resentment grew inside him.
Instead of embracing music, as his father had, George became passionate about classic sports cars.
How this would effect his young son Aston in years to come, was yet to be determined.
Out of Date
- Slightly tough around the edges, but still edible.
- If you eat it before 6pm today, you should be OK.
- You’re taking your chances with this one.
- Cook it through at least three times to be sure.
- If you close your eyes it could taste like chicken.
- I wouldn’t.
The new ‘Truthful Labelling’ of their nearly out of
date produce was proving a little too honest for ‘Crazy Deals’ customers.
O Tofu
Calling all Canadians 'nice' is like labeling all Bulgarians 'shit stirrers'.
No doubt there are many shit stirrers of Bulgarian origin, but that doesn't necessarily mean each one is.
In the same way, there are many 'nice' people in Canada...but not all.
Not too many protective parents would react badly if their beloved daughter arrived home with a beau on her arm and announced "Mum Dad - this is Chet. He's Canadian".
It probably wouldn't register as anything in particular.
She might as well say "This is Chet. He's tofu".
Not often will you hear said "Those Canadian bastards" or "I'm sick to death of those bloody Canadians".
Usually the word Canada provokes a blank stare.
Like tofu, you're quite unlikely to think about it too much.
Unless you actually live in Canada, the same applies.
Canada - the tofu of nations.
That's how Canadians like it. They're not really too bothered about being noticed. Not interested in making a big fuss.
And that was the argument Chet's defence team planned to use in court that day.
No doubt there are many shit stirrers of Bulgarian origin, but that doesn't necessarily mean each one is.
In the same way, there are many 'nice' people in Canada...but not all.
Not too many protective parents would react badly if their beloved daughter arrived home with a beau on her arm and announced "Mum Dad - this is Chet. He's Canadian".
It probably wouldn't register as anything in particular.
She might as well say "This is Chet. He's tofu".
Not often will you hear said "Those Canadian bastards" or "I'm sick to death of those bloody Canadians".
Usually the word Canada provokes a blank stare.
Like tofu, you're quite unlikely to think about it too much.
Unless you actually live in Canada, the same applies.
Canada - the tofu of nations.
That's how Canadians like it. They're not really too bothered about being noticed. Not interested in making a big fuss.
And that was the argument Chet's defence team planned to use in court that day.
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