"I don't know who you are. I don't know what you want. If you are looking for approval, I can tell you I don't have any. But what I do have are a very particular set of skills -- skills I have acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you. If you leave my language alone right now, that'll be the end of it. I will not look for you, I will not pursue you. But if you don't, I will look for you, I will find you, and I will punctuate you."

Saturday, July 28, 2012

Ay, Chiwawa!


Once, when Step-Rimpyette was young (although not quite young enough to excuse it), she had not previously seen the word "chihuahua" written, and she read it aloud as "chi-who-uh who-uh"). We all had a good laugh.

The other day I spotted the "chiwa..." portion of this sign from my bus, and drove to the location in my private automobile today to investigate and document. Not only was the spelling completely phonetic, but the particular mix was amazing, as well. I hope the parent chihuahua was the daddy, and if so, I'm guessing he had to stand on a chair.

This all reminded me of this internet gem. I'll let you decide if it's for real or not.



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