tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5699321373090787934.post5609584111960219782..comments2023-10-20T21:57:15.108-04:00Comments on And time yet for a hundred indecisions: His Highness, Michael Phelpsgudnuffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09404362959136843111noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5699321373090787934.post-54066589112298702332009-02-09T10:04:00.000-05:002009-02-09T10:04:00.000-05:00Also, wanted to say to Hyphen-Mama: Hahaha...love...Also, wanted to say to Hyphen-Mama: Hahaha...love your "brouchaby" story! Your poor mom, she tried so hard. I think it's cool that you didn't bat a lash with Wynnie's pershy-hate. I am still impressed that Butterflyfish was able to figure out Clownfish's funny mangle-ment of "fantastico". Love this stuff, just love it.gudnuffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09404362959136843111noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5699321373090787934.post-53089738009532028052009-02-08T10:53:00.000-05:002009-02-08T10:53:00.000-05:00Cee - thanks for your comment. It spurred me to t...Cee - thanks for your comment. It spurred me to tidy this one up and I think it's follow-able now, at least. There are languages that use throat sounds, and clicking sounds which blow an English-speaker's mind to witness.<BR/><BR/>Kareer Woman - Thanks! Glad to see you here. And thanks for leaving a comment. I live for comments. And I ususally follow the person to their site to pay a visit and reciprocate, so I'll be over to see you shortly.gudnuffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09404362959136843111noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5699321373090787934.post-72988928848005298762009-02-08T01:45:00.000-05:002009-02-08T01:45:00.000-05:00Enjoyed your post :)Enjoyed your post :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5699321373090787934.post-46889077268799498602009-02-08T00:26:00.000-05:002009-02-08T00:26:00.000-05:00ok i think the point of this post might have been ...ok i think the point of this post might have been a little too deep for me or required more abstract thinking than I could muster but I love the thought of people speaking in "throat clearing" lol- how awesome would that be??CPhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09049860284871030328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5699321373090787934.post-6090066419776120112009-02-07T18:38:00.000-05:002009-02-07T18:38:00.000-05:00Thanks H-M! I love your hyphenedness. And your d...Thanks H-M! I love your hyphenedness. And your dear sweet Wynnie. And her need to be appreciated.gudnuffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09404362959136843111noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5699321373090787934.post-39431039873602402772009-02-07T15:46:00.000-05:002009-02-07T15:46:00.000-05:00His High-ness!!! You're so funny. I remember whe...His High-ness!!! You're so funny. <BR/><BR/>I remember when Wynnie was born, I kept telling people that having a kid was like the biggest, longest and MOST IMPORTANT science project ever. They are a giant petri dishes, just waiting for the next experiment (later as they become germ infested preschoolers, it brings a whole new meaning to the petri dish analogy!). <BR/><BR/>When I was a kid I asked my mom what "brouchuby" meant. She struggled and struggled and had me repeat it a hundred times, then finally said she had no idea. I was upset because it was SO SIMPLE: at the end of a tv episode, they would say brouchuby and then have a commercial. It took another 10 years for me to figure out they were saying: "brought to you buy".<BR/><BR/>Thank you for the shout out and the validation that this kid-word thing is universal and funny. <BR/><BR/>p.s. I loved the other blogs you linked to as well.Hyphen Mamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10129843526632243730noreply@blogger.com