The Occasional Joke


Nurse: Patient's name?

Centurion: Marcus Licinius Crassus

Nurse: And his date of birth?

Centurion: 115 BC.

Nurse: All right. And what is he here for?

Centurion: Cataphract surgery.


Saturday, July 21, 2007

Very Random Semantic Rambling

Returning from a walk with the dog, Linda said, "Coney got a horse biscuit."

Consider the possible range of meanings, there. A biscuit FOR a horse? A biscuit MADE OUT of horse? A biscuit SHAPED like a horse? A crude euphemism?

Turns out, it was a biscuit FOR horses, a thing we didn't have in my youth, when horses were lucky to get a sheaf of hay and some sweet feed and maybe a pat on the back with a shovel. But it raises some other questions: what animals now have their own snacks, that I don't know about? I know that Purina makes "chow" for just about everything that's held in captivity -- are there high-end, gourmet treats for primates, for example? Bonobo Bites? Rhesus Pieces? Macaquearoons?

This is apparently how going off steroids makes you think ... if "think" is the right word, here.

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