… But first, let’s shoot fireballs at it!
… But first, let’s shoot fireballs at it!
I remember that, I thought it was poetic. I also remember the pearl clutching outrage.
Though a few visits ago at my local zoo two of the orangutans were beating the shit out of a seagull for fun, with naught outrage.
So there’s probably a double standard built-in.
Though today we get:
Find out what these big four names were convicted of!
Bong and a crepe?
I’ve only had Sal’s a couple of times and it’s always been oily trash… They’re not getting another chance.
… A sunny disposition?
How amazing computer games look now.
I mean, I’m impressed now, on behalf of ten year old me I suppose.
It’s correct, as much as any English is correct, but not typically spoken naturally like that.
The press (newspapers) has an idiosyncratic grammar, probably born of maximising space in a newspaper column. Headlines are often grammatical nightmares, body copy less so.
One could think of it as a form of semantic compression.
TIL by implication that “in the wild” is different to “in a sanctuary”.
There’s been takahē on Tiri Tiri Mātangi island for years (since at least the 90’s) but that’s a predator free island sanctuary.
Super news!
“There’s only two things I hate in this world. People who are intolerant of other people’s cultures and the Dutch.” – Nigel Powers
I too am an etymology geek, I had to look up “aptronym” (I already knew there was a word for it, but couldn’t remember it) but already knew “patronym”. I can occasionally work out the approximate Latin roots of words and take a stab at what to search for.
Regarding names’ positions moving around… that’s just people. People name their children all sorts of stupid things that eventually become normal.
Yup, incredibly variable.
It also tends to trigger debates about whether pictures of said animals count. Which is a good discussion rather than siblings fighting about how ugly the other one is.
Jackson is a patronymic last name: Jack’s son.
Smith is an aptronymic last name: a smith.
So yeah, bang on.
On road trips my parents used to get us kinder with:
When you see a horse you can’t talk until you see a dog.
I now use it on my child units.
We’ve tried rampant corruption and we’re out of ideas!
I’m surprised that someone who’s opinion of them self exceeds their ability would miss the self aggrandising spectacle of using the front door.
Are they actually US bases or are they actually NATO bases?
If the latter, then it’d just be case of “my swipe card doesn’t work anymore”.
Needs more plants.
USA: best i can do is sanctions and blockade
Some very small children didn’t know whether to cheer or cry…