1. Shostakovich
2. Sugar cookies
3. Antidisestablishmentarianism
4. Sauteed shiitake mushrooms
5. Sheboygan
6. Poopy ka-ka
7. Jesus Christ on a sea shell by the seashore
8. Shoulda-coulda-woulda
9. Surely you don’t suspect a tectonic shift
10. I have dropped my sherbert
When I used to work at a university music dept, I had to help organise a Shostakovich festival. I could barely pronounce it, and always had to brace myself before I could say it. Those were the bad old days.
I’d like to hear him say “Babs the Impaler is such a f**king bee-ach.”
It has to be bee-ach to work well.
This is hilarious! I can always count on a good laugh when I read your blog!
I think I just peed a little.
What about supercalifragilisticexpialidoceous?
tee hee hee
Okay I have NO IDEA how I ended up at your blog, but I will continue to read based on this post alone! I cannot stop giggling and I have tears streaming down my face!! Thanks for the mirth!
pj, my nightmare has me organizing a György Ligeti festival (Georgie?)
franiam, for some reason I think the word “bee-ach” is not that unfamiliar to Mr. Connery.
becca, glad to be of service.
eg, glad to be of service!
beth, that’s just plain mean.
dguzman, heh heh heh!
SolaKirsten, thanks so much for stumbling across my blog, and I’m glad I could make you cry (the happy kinda cryin’).
To that list, I wish to add “Bronenosets Potyomkin” or in Scot-English, “The Battleship Potemkin.”