Getting older already

[webofevil]

We're going to have to explain to our kids what “ker-ching” means. Tills haven't actually gone “ker-ching” for a good five years now, apart from maybe in the odd village shop. Will our descendents, when trying to convey colloquially the concept of being “in the money”, be reduced to pressing an imaginary button and saying “beep”?

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[ex-cornfedpi814.livejournal.com]

No, in the same way that we don't need to have the phrase "Holy Roman Emperor beware!" explained to us. It's fallen into common vocabulary and taken on a meaning of its own.

[webofevil.livejournal.com]

I see. (http://www.google.co.uk/search?hl=en&q=%22holy+roman+emperor+beware%22&meta=)

[ex-cornfedpi814.livejournal.com]

Maybe that was a bad example. Or a made up one.

Do you ever get confused between stuff that you've made up and stuff that's real? Imagine if I did. Lawks.

[webofevil.livejournal.com]

The world isn't ready.

[ex-cornfedpi814.livejournal.com]

In my mind it is.

Then again in my mind the world is full of permanently menstruating chickens, and is spiralling into the sun at an alarming rate.

What time will we be seeing you this evening?

[webofevil.livejournal.com]

After duplicating more DVDs, I have to nip home and pick up my new KEY from the guy in the flat upstairs, in order that I can get into my house later tonight. Then I will join you wherever you are. I'm hoping all this will occupy me until no later than 8.30.

[internetsdairy.livejournal.com]

I think there's still one in the King's Arms on Great Titchfield Street. No doubt the Government could arrange a programme for all children to visit the pub at the age of five or so, when the saying could be demonstrated by the slightly frightening bald barman.

A similar effect could be achieved by making The Wonder Stuff's 'Give, Give, Give Me More, More, More' the National Anthem.

[webofevil.livejournal.com]

Or indeed the theme from Are You Being Served?.

[internetsdairy.livejournal.com]

Channelling the ghost of Richard Stilgoe:

Ground floor: Beefeaters,
Jewellery and lucky rooks,
Chips and banger-mashery
Tony Blair and booze...going up!

Ba, ba-ba ba ba!
Ba, ba-ba ba ba!

First floor: garden gnomes,
Gents' ready-made suits,
Cock fighting, bowler hats,
Tony Blair and booze...going up!

Ba, ba-ba ba ba!
Ba, ba-ba ba ba!

Second floor: wickets,
Page three boobs and Reading,
Vera Lynne, soft furnishings,
God Save The Queen. Going down!

By the by, in searching for the original lyrics, I mistyped as "are you beijing served". What a wonderful sequel to the film that would have made.