No, nor a bitter and twisted bungler, either.
And of course the last thing I'm going to call you is a thick-witted nincompoop. No, not by the rudest estimation could anyone think you were one of those.
Good heavens, no. There's always a friendly welcome here at The Word Den. I'm delighted to see you, and I hope you're in the very rudest of health, that your place of rest last night had nothing in common with a rude hovel, and that, wherever you were, you were coaxed gently into wakefulness by the muted singing of angels bearing nectar and ambrosia, and had therefore the opposite of a rude awakening.
The Word Den is honoured to see you.
No, really.
We're absolutely overwhelmed with the privilege.
York Minster. Photo by SaraJB
Or something.
Thing To Do Today. Or Possibly Not: be rude. This word comes from the Latin rudis, which means coarse or unformed.
Oh, but I have to confess to my thick-witted nincompoopish moments!
ReplyDeleteMany of them in fact!
But now that I'm considered old, I'm allowed to have them. I think! :)
As much as I have wished otherwise at times, I never have been able to be outright rude to a person. And I am still rather shocked when I see/hear somebody else doing so.
I guess that's an age thing too, but it really shouldn't be, should it.
(Add a question mark if you wish!) :)
Oh dear. I was looking forward to get wiser as I got older, but perhaps that's a vain hope.
DeleteMy ambition was to get more calmly tolerant, too, and sweeter-natured.
Ah well. I suppose that all I can do is try.