“Oh there he is, the great I am, I am”, said Stinking Pete.
“What?”, I said, as I made my way to my stool in Ron’s.
“Mr Academia. The pedalogical inkhorn.”
“Eh?”
“Mr Pen and Paper. The promulgated bluestocking.”
“What the fuck are you on about?”
“You know fine well. Coming in here with your airs and graces nowadays. Thinking you’re so great because you’re a highbrow, bookish, tragedian, dramaturge.”
“Stinking Pete”, I said, “I really don’t know what you mean. I am the same person I always was. You think because I’ve written a book I’m somehow changed in some fundamental way? Do you think so little of me that being a ‘published author’ would make me forget where I came from and who I am? That the fact my domain has spread from Ron’s bar to Hodges & Figgis means that I consider myself even more better than you than I did in the first place? Shame on you, Stinking Pete.”
“Book? What book? I just noticed you got 4 clues in yesterday’s Crossaire and just happened to leave it lying on the bar for people to see you big fucking show-off.”
Were the clues going across or down – the down ones are usually harder as they fall off the end of the page.
I’m having a clue right now…
money and fame don’t make you forget who you are or where you came from. they just help other people forget those awkward facts
With words like he’s useing Stinking Pete should write a book, and this Blog!
I don’t know Sid.. one down can be quite thrilling…phnaaaaaaarrrrrrrr
pedalogical?
I think he meant pedagogical.
As the man said, I am still standing in the same kinda shoes, only much better quality.
Oh. I thought you meant pedological (although what the study of soil would have to do with anything escapes me)
Hmm, I suggest you paragogically speaking?
any direction to the post twenty made on the “curse count”?
I went on Amazon yesterday seeking to buy a witty and humourous book.
I have ordered one by Miles Kington.
I take it you have seen page 5 in the Irish Daily Mail “Foul-mouthed blogger lands major book deal”…
nah; I remember he wrote a funny thing with curse word -count; can’t remember what year; don’t mind what month…
I hope this book shit doesn’t go to your head and change you into an opinionated asshole.
Hold on………………
I think I need a good dictionary…
itchybollix: http://twentymajor.net/2007/08/21/swear-count/
There is a search bar at the top, yeah?
i have gotten 13 so far today…
Finding it hard to get beyond about a third of the way..
tnks leaveitout..long week.
Back in kevin street college I once did both crosswords in the Irish Times in twenty five minutes.
In the middle of a maths lecture, no less…
And I passed that year.
Yeah, well when I was in 6th class I did both of them in 16 minutes just moments after being temporarily blinded by a passing condor who also did a poo down my throat which paralysed my fingers so I had to hold the pencil (which was simply a charred piece of wood) in my mouth.
You sure it wasnt the Sun??
Triple X, less one for this man-sheep back, with Dublin taxi slang?
Can anyone help me with this???
How many letters?
oh yeah sorry,
6,5
Twenty is obviously the answer to the first part…
and, darling Sam, would the second word happen to be a military rank
heh
XXX is thirty, less one X is XX, which is twenty surely…
Could be an opening for your work on the secondary school curriculum when your man sharkey gets the boot TM??
sorry heh, was meant to represent asnort of laughter(agreement)
SAm…To continue another strand…now that heh was rhetorical..
Rhetoric
The art or study of using language effectively and persuasively.
‘heh’ is just an accepted term on this site, as I understand it, for a small laugh of agreement..
I look forward to using heh in the future in a comment. Thanks for the tip.