Richard (of RBB): Good morning, and what a cold one it is! This morning I am very happy to welcome two blogger guests into the studio. To my right we have a man who writes under the name of many different characters but most people, well the two people who read his blog, know him as The Curmudgeon. Please welcome Peter.
[some clapping]
Peter: Sheesh it's cold down here!
Richard (of RBB): Where's Robert?
Peter: He's on his way. He had to clean the Presbyterian church.
[Robert comes in and sits down]
Robert the apathetic sanctimonious sinner, toilet cleaner, threatener of eternal damnation, music snob and sucker: Hi, sorry I'm late.
Richard (of RBB): No probs Rob. Good to have you here.
Robert the apathetic sanctimonious sinner, toilet cleaner, threatener of eternal damnation, music snob and sucker: I can't stay long. I'm working in the Church Shop. First I'll listen to Jesus talking through that puppet Father Patrick. Hey, can you record the whole melody of that tune you put on your last post?Peter: Don't forget I'm sitting here too. You'll probably have noticed that I've gone into a lot of detail on my last two posts. I'm really getting into the important issues.
Richard (of RBB): Now all you have to do is to start putting your commas in the right places.
Peter: Sheesh! Pedantic old schoolteacher!
Robert the apathetic sanctimonious sinner, toilet cleaner, threatener of eternal damnation, music snob and sucker: So, what is that piece called?
Richard (of RBB): It's called Manha De Carnaval, which is Portuguese for 'Morning of the Carnival'.
Peter: Good use of a comma!
Richard (of RBB): [under his breath] Zeussh!
Peter: Did they use AI to write that song?
Richard (of RBB): Sure. Non ci piove!
Robert the apathetic sanctimonious sinner, toilet cleaner, threatener of eternal damnation, music snob and sucker: Latin is like that. The subject comes at the end. I often wonder if English speakers have it wrong.
Richard (of RBB): That's for sure! I mean, that's what it says, but did you see that the last word is about 'rain'?
Robert the apathetic sanctimonious sinner, toilet cleaner, threatener of eternal damnation, music snob and sucker: I'm off to mass now.
Peter: Robot what, if your god was, a Robert?
Robert the apathetic sanctimonious sinner, toilet cleaner, threatener of eternal damnation, music snob and sucker: Not only did you get your commas in the wrong places, but you also got Robert and Robot around the wrong way.
Peter: Oh, wekk!
Richard (of RBB): Robot doesn't really need a capital when it's not at the start of a sentence. Unless, of course, it's a name or a title.
Peter: Okay, I'm off too. I didn't spend five years in the 'P' classes to listen to this bullshit. Che stronzata!
Robert the apathetic sanctimonious sinner, toilet cleaner, threatener of eternal damnation, music snob and sucker: Of course, in Latin we would say 'quid bullshit'. Bullshit wasn't really used back then.
Peter: Bye. See you on the blogs.
Richard (of RBB): Ciao tutti.
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21 commenti:
"Did they use AI to write that song?"
No, Al was busy so thy probably used AI.
What?
No, Al ( as in the shortened version of Albert) was busy so they probably used AI (as in capitalised acronym for Artificial Intelligence). Sheesh! Do you want me to explain the meaning of life to you as well?
I admit that the font setting I use doesn’t clearly differentiate between capital i and lower case L.
My head is spinning.
Look, the meaning of life is you live and then you die. As Jack Reacher said “some old guy said that.”
Comma after 'said'?
Some? Capital?
Jack Reacher also said, “The best way to deal with pedantic guys is to shoot them in the head.”
I don't remember Jack Reacher saying that.
"Non sono un robot."
Sì, e io non sono il papa.
I know that it's just grist to the mill here but how does a post showing a bull shitting get a dozen or more comments?
Style. We have style here at Richard's Bass Bag.*
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Style? Well, that's a new name for it.
'A big pile of steaming style' - poetic.
"Excuse me, I'm just off for a style" - blunt.
"Style! I'm running late" - colloquial.
"He's quite stylish. I can see it running down his legs" - scatological.
Good to see you having fun, but don't sin!
Not sinning leads to a place in Heaven with Mr Linford.
Oops! With Frank?
Oops! I've given his name away!
You are a tricky fellow TC!
Still nothing new to see here.
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