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Re: The paradoxes of English...



Going on the concept of how we should not take English for granted,
and therefore be wary of Klingon clashes as well, I found this to be an
interesting pause and reflect...

Q'ISto'va
Eliseo Christopher d'Annunzio, Esquire
E-Mail: [email protected]
Stardate: 97367.86


English is a crazy language...
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* There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor
pine in pineapple; English muffins were not invented in England or
French fries in France.

* Sweetmeats are candies, while sweetbreads, which aren't sweet, are
meat.

* We take English for granted.  But if we explore its paradoxes, we
find...that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square, and a
guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.

* And why is it that writers write, but fingers don't fing, grocers
don't groce, and hammers don't ham?

* If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn't the plural of booth beeth?

* One goose, 2 geese.  So, one moose, 2 meese?  

* One index, two indices?

* Is cheese the plural of choose?

* If teachers taught, why don't preachers praught?

* If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat?

* In what language do people recite at a play, and play at a recital?

* Ship by truck and send cargo by ship?

* Have noses that run and feet that smell?

* Park on driveways and drive on parkways?

* A pair of underwear, but just one bra?

* How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man
and a wise guy are opposites?

* How can the weather be hot as hell one day and cold as hell another?

* When a house burns up, it burns down.

* You fill in a form by filling it out,  and an alarm clock goes off by
going on.

* When the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out,
they are invisible.

* And why, when I wind up my watch, I start it, but when I wind up this
essay, I end it.



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