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You can tell because of the competitive Aquatic Tumbling she has been doing there.

I give up. I'm going to call Moo-Moo and ask her to explain the above wordplay to me.

Moo-moo?

There is an Aspergian cow lurking around here somewhere?

No one tells me these things...I have a right to know!

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Ok Squeek Squeek.

(I suppose I am μ-μ, following the logic here.)

So for some obscure reason, Theta thinks that he is two upside-down chairs.

Makes as much sense as Krabo telephoning a cow that only he is aware of.

Actually, the name of μ shouldn't be spelled 'mu' but 'my'. Likewise, ν shouldn't be called 'nu' but 'ny'. It may be French convention to use the 'u' in place of 'y' because the French 'u' is pronounced as the German/Scandinavian 'y'. If this really is the case, my blaming finger is pointing at the English scholars who adopted Greek letter names from French literature.

Quote from French Wikipedia:



Now, a French person reading the above quote aloud, would pronounce [üpsilon] at the first word. Things are made a bit complicated because the German 'ü' is another (and more common) written variant of the sound [ý].

(I don't have the faintest idea what I'm trying to say.)

I think that Theta's delusions of grandeur have convinced him by now that he is two upside-down recliners, not common little chairs.

A cow that Krabo hallucinated is lying on some upside down recliners watching Aquatic Tumbling while waiting for a call in French, German or Greek?

I'm very confused, I think I may go back to bed.

You forgot to mention that Krabo thinks that he has a finger.

We all know that Scandinavian Blue Crabs do not even have hands.

Or eyebrows.

Or freckles.

I'm writing a list of what American pale brown dormice don't have. I'll publish it in near future.

In summary: They make better Door-mice than Window-mice.

If there was such a noun as rouse, would its plural form be rice?

Rice.

Mice.

Nice.

Splice.

Lice.

Trice.

Dice.

There......

You have all you need for a magnificent poem.

Ouse, plural ice.

No, it's 'Ouses, because an 'Ouse is what a Cockney English family lives in.

And at night you go up the 'apples and pears' to bed.
Your sister is your 'skin and blister', your wife is your 'trouble and strife'.

Then it gets really tricky for people to understand, when you drop the actual rhyming part, so for example: when you are skint (that's 'broke' for those who speak American), you are 'brassic', which is short for 'brassic lint'.

I always wanted grow up speaking a foreign language, now I realise I did in a way. I'm not cockney, but my dad is.

I could go on all day, but I have to put my husband on a boat and make sure it leaves the country. See you all later.