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I’ve mentioned before, I love words and the English language. I like jokes that involve word-play, and I love to play with words, even when there’s no joke involved. I especially love puns.

My earliest memory of getting enjoyment out of words was when I was quite young, perhaps four or five, and my father told me to say “Toy Boat” quickly three times, and I couldn’t do it. Obviously, I couldn’t do it, cause my tongue got tied at first, but subsequent attempts were foiled because I couldn’t stop laughing at myself. “Black Buick” is another.

I was told by my brother that if you get those mords wixed, it meant you had drain bamage.

As I grew older, I found enjoyment in tongue twisters, and found that I was actually quite good at saying them without issue. That’s also in that post about words that I linked above, so I won’t belabor that point..

I like to say things like, “What do you think I am? Anyway??”

Before bed, I like to shake a tower and get all nice and clean.

One of my favorite songs in grade school was Big Bird singing the alphabet… But he (Big Bird IS a he, right??) was sounding the whole thing out as if it were one word…

I used to draw duct work for a living, and when I’d send the drawings to the printer, I’d say “Someday, my prints will come.”

When someone sneezed I used to say “It look sweat, but it snot.”

I like to drink beer and tell people “I’m not as think as you drunkle peep I am.”

One of my favorite things to do when I was young (and even still, though most of the time I do it automatically now, so there’s actually less goofy enjoyment) is to play with names. I used to sound out peoples names backwards, and see if it sounded funny. If it did, that’s how I’d address them. It was uncommon that it worked out well enough to stick, most of the time it was just gibberish, but occasionally there’d be a gem. My own name is kinda boring, nolnoc semaj wehttam… Wet ham? Meh.

I actually sort of marveled at how difficult it must have been for J. K. Rowling to come up with “Tom Marvolo Riddle” from “I am lord Voldemort”. What a pain in the arse that must have been.

My cousin and I started playing with names a lot togheter, sort of one-upping each other with celebrity names…

Regis Philbin, for example, became Fegis Rhilbin. And then Rhilfeg Binis… or something. etc.

Uma Thurman became Thurma Uman… And then ultimately Thurmumana.

If you’re still with me, I urge you to try this… Let me know some of the funny ridiculous crap you come up with! πŸ˜€


8 thoughts on “Wordplay

  1. Hi Lydia! I remember my mom playing anagram puzzles where they give you a word, and you write on the lines beneath what words you made from their’s…she’d always run out of room on the page for all the ones she’d created.Hi Eve.E, Thanks for dropping by! I will swing by your place this afternoon. πŸ™‚ Hi Mary, Big Bird’s changed quite a bit over the years, huh? Looks like his head got a bit bigger.

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