What the ...?

What the ...?


For a laugh, here’s a bit of history you’re not likely to find in any other South African news medium. It starts most unpromisingly as a meeting (at the University of Port Elizabeth in 1997) of the Language Commission for Afrikaans – Taal Kommissie – of the Suid-Afrikaanse Akademie vir Wetenskap en Kuns. That is the gathering of worthies who determine the “standard” or correct spelling and usage of Afrikaans.

Two factors lent great promise to the occasion: the chairman was the delightful Professor of Linguistics from Stellenbosch, Johan Combrinck, and on the agenda for that day’s meeting was the word fok.

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Submitted by : Martin Welz on 2011-09-16 11:01:00
In cricketer Simon Hughes’ excellent autobiography, A Lot of Hard Yakka, he recalls an occasion when England spinner John Emburey (he also played for Province) had been out of the game for a while due to a dodgy knee. Whemn asked about it by a journalist, he had the following to say: “The fackin facker’s fackin facked.” Concise and clear, what?

Jerry Buirski
Three Anchor Bay
Submitted by : Peter Watts of Jersey on 2011-04-01 12:38:25
May I contribute;

A professor from Trinity Hall
Had a very mathematical left ball
Its mass times its weight
times the square root of eight
was two-thirds of three fifths of f... all

Submitted by : Philip Smith of QUEENSLAND on 2011-04-01 06:10:23
The limerick is a forgotten art - here for your enjoyment, two good bits

Though a lady repel your advances, she'll be kind
Just as long as you "intimate" what's on your mind
You may tell her you're hungry, you need to be swung
You may ask her to see how your etchings are hung
You may mention the ashes that need to be hauled;
Put the lid on her sauce-pan ( "Lay" isn't too bald);
But the moment you're forthright, get ready to duck;
The girl isn't born yet who'll stand for "Lets ----"

And the a tongue twister -

There was a young girl of Baroda
Who built an erotic pagoda;
The walls of its halls
Were festooned with the balls
And the tools of the fools who bestrode her.



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