Thursday, October 27, 2011

Overthinking Tongue Twisters

Because sometimes its necessary & fun to overthink ...

"Moses supposes his toeses are roses, but Moses supposes erroneously.  But Moses, he knowses, his toeses aren't roses, as Moses supposes his toeses to be!"
So Moses thinks his toes are roses.  Well, if Moses is a cross-dresser then he possibly has had them painted rose red at his last pedicure, and if Moses is out partying late night, then possibly his brain is a bit addled and he thinks that the lovely shade of red he sees when looking down is roses upon his feet.  Whatever.  He obviously knows that this is not right, then has an internal battle with himself about it.  Maybe Moses is just schizophrenic.

"How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?"
Technically, "chucking wood" is cutting and stacking the wood to dry for burning.  Woodchucks, having no opposable thumbs, would have a difficult time with this, however, the slang use of the verb "chuck" means to throw.  Using their teeth and paws they could probably manage that one depending upon the size of the log.  Therefore the answer would be, "Go ask the damn woodchuck."

"Six slick hicks nick six slick bricks with picks and sticks."
We can break this one down.  So there's a pack of six rednecks who think they're badass and decide to steal a bunch of oily bricks (??!) by picking them up and transporting them chopsticks style.  Goes to show what can happen when you combine multiples of beer, trucks, hunting dogs, confederate flags, & illiteracy.  Brilliant group-instigated plans of this nature.  Next they'll go tip cows with q-tips.

"Mommy made me eat my M&M's"
Well aren't you the lucky one!  My mommy made me eat my broccoli.

"I am not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's son, but I'll be plucking pheasants when the pheasant plucker's gone."
It's a classic family tale.  Child learns trade of parents and masters it in an effort to take over the family business.  Child wildly succeeds.  Parents retire in peace.  The American dream at work ... plucking pheasants.  I wonder if there's a union for that?


If you guys have any other tongue twisters you're particularly fond of, shoot 'em to me via comment!  I'll be happy to overanalyze & trash them for you, or, you can do it yourself!  :)

~ The Girl In The Little Black Dress

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