Ahem. Presenting the Cheese-A-Phone
Now we can communicate with various cheeses, regardless of their foreign tongue. Go ahead, Ren, say something in Limburger.
I started Swedish lessons this afternoon. Actually, the course is half way through already, started while I was in oz, but they allowed me join on the condition that I passed the mid semester exam, which was last Friday. It was a piece of piss, I blitzed it.
The teacher is a hilarious Stimpyesque Swedish woman who leaps around the class room, pirouetting on one leg and extracting floopy floopy nonsense from her esophagus with the most exaggerated lip contortions I've seen since Jim Carrey famously administered fellatio to a cactus.
To form the Swedish syllable "y", for example, you must shape your lips as though they are using a polygonal prism with an odd number of sides no greater than 7 but no less than 3 as a dummy, whilst filling your entire mouth, nasal passage, and sinuses with your tongue. The sound is then created by inducing vibrations in the gums and cheekbones by means of the stomach muscles. If done right, it sounds like Elmer Fudd doing an impression of Mike Tyson.
Everything's so clear to me now. I'm the King of the Cheese, and you're the Lemon Merchant.
I started Swedish lessons this afternoon. Actually, the course is half way through already, started while I was in oz, but they allowed me join on the condition that I passed the mid semester exam, which was last Friday. It was a piece of piss, I blitzed it.
The teacher is a hilarious Stimpyesque Swedish woman who leaps around the class room, pirouetting on one leg and extracting floopy floopy nonsense from her esophagus with the most exaggerated lip contortions I've seen since Jim Carrey famously administered fellatio to a cactus.
To form the Swedish syllable "y", for example, you must shape your lips as though they are using a polygonal prism with an odd number of sides no greater than 7 but no less than 3 as a dummy, whilst filling your entire mouth, nasal passage, and sinuses with your tongue. The sound is then created by inducing vibrations in the gums and cheekbones by means of the stomach muscles. If done right, it sounds like Elmer Fudd doing an impression of Mike Tyson.
Everything's so clear to me now. I'm the King of the Cheese, and you're the Lemon Merchant.
posted by I-Rock at 9:45 PM
3 Comments:
who are you calling a lemon merchant?
I am currently trying to learn French and Italian from the back of travel books and the internet. Actually, "learn" is quite an exaggeration. I am trying to "familiarize" myself. I don't really know what this will achieve, but I do have some hopes. They mainly include food. Hence, I am concentrating on how to ask for cheese and pasta in as many languages as I deem necessary. I am also practicing some mime for the same, although my mine for "cheese" leaves a little to be desired.
I think the French for cheese is "fat free fruche"
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