Minty Fresh Urinal Cakes (#55)

For times when your words are becalmed in the Doldrums, here’s a list of tart and pithy nothings, or slogans in search of a reason. Sitting in the office mining mounds of malarky amidst the mundane (#105)? Having a bot conversation with a hijacked laugh track (#79)? Did your lunch walk in the park turn into a fat farm field day (#66)? Feeling like a loose sleeve caught in the love machine (#40)?

In proper doses, a tonic for ennui and spackle for your soul hole (#10).

Via comments on Simple Bits, in turn via Language Log. It’s funnier than nuns in heat (#43), yep.

Speaking of urinal cakes, minty-fresh or otherwise: in my brief bout as a busboy in a Piccadilly steakhouse, I was flummoxed one day when the manager told us that we should always check the “channel blocks” at the start of a day shift to make sure they didn’t need to be replaced. Channel blocks? Much cross-cultural linguistic hilarity ensued.

Don’t let’s even get started with “bin liners.”

About Linus

The man behind the curtain. But couldn't we get a nicer curtain?
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