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awanderingbard) wrote2013-11-20 12:48 am
awanderingbard) wrote2013-11-20 12:48 am
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Words!
My mum accused me of garfling today, and it got me thinking about something. Does anyone else have words or phrases that are unique to their family, or at least not commonly heard where you grew up?
My family words:
Garfle -- to mess up a basket of folded laundry in search of an item near the bottom.
Chuff -- what the printer does when it keeps spitting paper out with one or two characters on it.
Gros pitune -- an overweight person, who is nonetheless adorable
Nose draft -- the window in the back of a van that only opens slightly
"Get in the car, Martha!" -- a phrase stemming from a vacation my parents took where there was an older gentlemen bellowing at his wife to 'get in the picture, Martha!', which was apparently funny enough to become a catchphrase between them. Now used to tell someone to hurry up.
"Nothing broke!" -- called upon creating a loud noise, stemming from my klutzy tendencies as a child and my assurances that no assistance was required.
My family words:
Garfle -- to mess up a basket of folded laundry in search of an item near the bottom.
Chuff -- what the printer does when it keeps spitting paper out with one or two characters on it.
Gros pitune -- an overweight person, who is nonetheless adorable
Nose draft -- the window in the back of a van that only opens slightly
"Get in the car, Martha!" -- a phrase stemming from a vacation my parents took where there was an older gentlemen bellowing at his wife to 'get in the picture, Martha!', which was apparently funny enough to become a catchphrase between them. Now used to tell someone to hurry up.
"Nothing broke!" -- called upon creating a loud noise, stemming from my klutzy tendencies as a child and my assurances that no assistance was required.
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"No, John, if you do it, he'll never learn."
And Sherlock loudly complaining that Abby should be the one painting, it's not his fault, why do you always take her side.
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John: She's my child.
Sherlock: I'm your former flatmate, Mrs. Hudson is your former landlady. Now that we've all established our relationships to one another, answer the question!
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John: She's two, Sherlock, she doesn't know better.
Sherlock: At two, I was already solving cases! I didn't need someone ensuring that I knew where it was appropriate to use a pen! *Abby starts crying*
John: Sherlock!
Sherlock: *panicked look* I'm sorry. That was uncalled for. I'll ring for a painter tomorrow.
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John: Sherlock!
Sherlock: *panicked look* I'm sorry. That was uncalled for. I'll ring for a painter tomorrow.
Haha! Crying child trumps all.
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Sherlock: That is a very poor deduction of the facts.
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Sherlock: I see you intend on not teaching your child anything important.
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Sherlock: I'm perfectly well-adjusted.
John: You pretended to jump off a building and were dead for two years, and you've just tried to make a toddler paint a wall for you.
Sherlock: Why do you keep stating the obvious as though it's an argument?
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I think my brain is trying to condense everything down to make it somehow easier. HAHA EASIER! Silly, brain.
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I intend to try and write some canon stuff before Series Three starts, to make sure I can still do it.
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More kid!fic for you and more tragedy and angst for me!
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