While we are at it, another correction is due. Call me pedantic if you like. After all, according to this forum, all Swiss have sort of a special pedantry gene. In view of the huge impact any post published on the EF has on the worldwide Internet community, I just want to prevent faulty info from being spread beyond our control. You know what I mean -- the "I-read-it-on-the-Internet-so-it-must-be-true" thing...
Anyway, the Mr. Pickwick Pub in Zug is not the oldest English-style pub in Switzerland. Established 1988, it is the youngest child in the current Swiss Pickwick family. The one in Geneva was established in 1969, but it does not even belong to the family any more.
Given your attitude, I'm confident this won't ruin your fun.
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I think a number of readers took our biographical details more seriously than was intended. Who moves to the US at age 6 to attend Vassar at age 18? Does ANYONE get dressage scholarships? Anywhere? Laugh a little, people!
I feel like I should be frightened that the (only slightly) colored parodies of ourselves were received with such deadpan replies... then I remember: Switzerland!
I think a number of readers took our biographical details more seriously than was intended. Who moves to the US at age 6 to attend Vassar at age 18? Does ANYONE get dressage scholarships? Anywhere? Laugh a little, people!
I feel like I should be frightened that the (only slightly) colored parodies of ourselves were received with such deadpan replies... then I remember: Switzerland!
Ahhh, so she isn't engaged to you (your are -buddies), she doesn't ride, she went to a JC, she can't speak French worth merde, and she doesn't edge funds?
And Bob, I didn't read blah, blah, blah-a-thon... it was too long, but I thanked you because I was feeling mouton-like that day.
Sooooo, dissapointed in you both, my guess is you both work in IT, have bad teeth, are portly and are from that sh*thole called "x". Maybe you have iPhones too and most people (including 22y) knows what I think of them.
Okay Pooky, time for you two to fess-up.
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Ahhh, so she isn't engaged to you (your are -buddies), she doesn't ride, she went to a JC, she can't speak French worth merde, and she doesn't edge funds?
And Bob, I didn't read blah, blah, blah-a-thon... it was too long, but I thanked you because I was feeling mouton-like that day.
Sooooo, dissapointed in you both, my guess is you both work in IT, have bad teeth, are portly and are from that sh*thole called "x". Maybe you have iPhones too and most people (including 22y) knows what I think of them.
Okay Pooky, time for you two to fess-up.
I said slightly colored, sheesh! Alas, we are engaged. She rides. We're both sinister hedgeies. We love Zug and therefore are clearly mentally imbalanced. But Vassar on a dressage scholarship? I needed to point out the humor there? Really?
I think a number of readers took our biographical details more seriously than was intended. Who moves to the US at age 6 to attend Vassar at age 18? Does ANYONE get dressage scholarships? Anywhere? Laugh a little, people!
I feel like I should be frightened that the (only slightly) colored parodies of ourselves were received with such deadpan replies... then I remember: Switzerland!
To be honest, I have read a couple of your posts and find them tedious in the extreme. Funny, no.
Stick to posting in the OT and jokes and funnies forums.
Meanwhile, ignore... ignore ...ignore ...
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I think a number of readers took our biographical details more seriously than was intended. Who moves to the US at age 6 to attend Vassar at age 18? Does ANYONE get dressage scholarships? Anywhere? Laugh a little, people!
I feel like I should be frightened that the (only slightly) colored parodies of ourselves were received with such deadpan replies... then I remember: Switzerland!
C'mon Bob, taking somebody's obvious sh1t and further elaborate on it is one of the numerous facets of the typical weird EF humor. I don't think anybody took your bios seriously, although the dressage scholarship possibly wasn't the giveaway. I didn't take that one seriously either, but it wouldn't be that far fetched in a country where you can get a college degree in horse grooming or lawn maintenance.
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OMG! First there was some sort of innuendo that the Zombie Apocolypse could be a joke and now you are implying there are NO dressage scholarships!? You guys are killin' me!
I think a number of readers took our biographical details more seriously than was intended. Who moves to the US at age 6 to attend Vassar at age 18? Does ANYONE get dressage scholarships? Anywhere? Laugh a little, people!
I feel like I should be frightened that the (only slightly) colored parodies of ourselves were received with such deadpan replies... then I remember: Switzerland!
EF rule # 24:
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Never explain the joke, however weak it is. This insults your reader...
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I thought both introductions were very entertaining, too. I'm a little perplexed by some of the more acerbic responses to the OP's boyfriend/fiancee/husband. Mind, I haven't been on the forum much in the last couple of days, so I may have missed something.
Having said that, I'm with AbFab when it comes to explaining a joke (or a blatant fabrication). Throw it out there and forget about it. If you have to come back to explain it, you've lost it.
Cheers,
Uncle Bertrand
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I thought both introductions were very entertaining, too. I'm a little perplexed by some of the more acerbic responses to the OP's boyfriend/fiancee/husband. Mind, I haven't been on the forum much in the last couple of days, so I may have missed something.
Having said that, I'm with AbFab when it comes to explaining a joke (or a blatant fabrication). Throw it out there and forget about it. If you have to come back to explain it, you've lost it.
Cheers,
Uncle Bertrand
Hey, they had their 15 minutes. The honeymoon is over now! Down into the basement with the rest of us!