Everything's classier in Latin.
And on the pets, we used to have a cat who fancied herself a great hunter who'd catch and eat the crickets in my mother's house. She'd throw them up, but I think it was more because of the legs being indigestible - and sticking her in the stomach - than them being bad for her. Whatever, she lived to be 17+.
I had a cat who could leap up and catch a palmetto bug 5 feet up on the wall, then eat it. The suddenly flying cat was startling, but in the South, a good bugger is valuable.
I suddenly want a tat that says "Don't speak Latin in front of the books." In Latin.
If anyone ever grokked that tattoo you'd have to marry them.
I find this kinda unfunny.
What, did you think I was serious?
If anyone ever grokked that tattoo you'd have to marry them.
I don't think the position is open.
I was speaking... figuratively?
I'm a litle ashamed that the instance finally arose when I was not able to think of a beter word than "grok".
I'm only going to mock you if it's in English. Translated, I think it's kinda perfect.
Yeah, I may put a call out on the social media places to see if there's a really good Latin scholar out there. Then comes the fun of deciding placement and fonts!
What, did you think I was serious?
Literally serious? No.
But this whole thing where if someone gets cut off in traffic there is a chorus of wishing them pustules on their ass, I don't think it's funny and makes for an unflattering interpretation of how much we think of other people. And it does always make my skin crawl when I read it.
I'm not going to pick fights over it but I can just calmly say when I don't find these things funny.
Because sometimes we're the ones who unintentionally cut someone off in traffic.
in the South, a good bugger is valuable.
In a lot of places, really.