Maybe, I'm not on an 8 day blogging cycle, who can tell...
Sitting on the DART this morning, two words collided in my head
Scabrous Mucksavages
as in... "The scabrous mucksavages loomed up out of the evening gloom, chortling and guffawing at some GAA inspired humour... I looked away"
Sitting on the DART this morning, two words collided in my head
Scabrous Mucksavages
as in... "The scabrous mucksavages loomed up out of the evening gloom, chortling and guffawing at some GAA inspired humour... I looked away"
posted by Conformist No. 1 @ 8:30 a.m.
2 Comments:
At 9:02 p.m.,
Anonymous said…
Scabrous Mucksavages, hhmmm... Scabrous Mucksavages. I thought about these words when I recently encountered hoards of Christmas shoppers this past "Black Friday". Like a pack of mad wolves I witnessed and overheard many arguments, some verbal, some seconds from becoming crimes; arguing about discounted products left on shelves...and WHO gets the last of WHAT. Of course all that could come to mind was your words..
In the midst of the chaos...I literally said out loud:
"YOU ALL ARE A BUNCH OF SCABROUS MUCKSAVAGES!!!"
(no one paid any attention..but my kids and I thought it was hilarious)
At 11:37 p.m.,
Rick O'Shea said…
Jesus.... Now that brings back Saturday night with a bang! How many times did you try to explain your love of that phrase to me.....?
R
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