Legal humor here. “Damn straight it’s the shoes, white boy. And put some clothes on. This ain’t exactly Fire Island.” “I’ll change that for you when we get to the top if you say please.” “You need to get a bigger rock if you want to get in shape for two. When’s the blessed event?”…
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Pseudo New Yorker
Legal humor here. “Believe me, this is the good time. In a week, having to share your worms with a bunch of gabby kids will seem barbaric.” “Don’t worry! Harry’s little worm runs never last more than an hour.” “I know he promised you an oak, but you know how men are. Believe me, hickories are…
Pseudo-New Yorker
Legal humor here. “Because he ate the damn parrot, that’s why. Got any more dumb-ass questions?” “That’s right, no more ‘Pieces of Eight! Pieces of Eight!’ in my ear 24/7. You won’t hear me complaining.” “I know you don’t, but the chicks do. And this bad boy is all about the ladies.” “Times change, me heartie,…
O the Times! O the Fashions!
About 20 years ago I was throwing away some trash in the trash room of my building when I saw a “special issue” of the New York Times magazine titled “Fifty Years of Fashion,” promising a review of the Times’ coverage of fashion over the past 50 years. The idea sounded promising, so I took…
Pseudo-New Yorker
Legal humor here. “If that were the case, he’d be reacting to the sunlight, wouldn’t he? Or is that just another myth?” “Don’t cover for them, Jerry. They were fools to go with E-Z Balm, and you know it.” “It is better than rouge, but it’s so intrusive.” “We all have a little Edgar Allan…
NYT finds new supply of terrorists in North Africa, thank God
Were you as worried as I was that the U.S. would run out of terrorists to kill? If so, Michael R. Gordon and the New York Times have some good news for you: The bloody resolution of the hostage crisis in Algeria has brought into focus the broader challenges the United States and its allies…
Pseudo New Yorker
Legal humor here. “At least you don’t have squirrels. Am I right or am I right?” “Nah, pinching them off just stimulates new growth. You have to go for the tap root with these babies—a special little something I like to call “Essence of Beaver Tail.” “The hell of it is, if we were just…
Pseudo New Yorker
Legal humor here. “Just keep ‘em coming, sis. Daddy knows when to quit.” “It’s not the coffee, dollface. It’s you.” “Sandra, I’ve been wanting to tell you this for awhile. I don’t come here for the coffee.” “We’re all sine waves, really. I just need damping more than most.” Yes, today was going to be…
Pseudo New Yorker
Legal humor here. “Wow. This one takes me back. ‘New boy in town,’ that pretty much says it. Lots of hair, not many inhibitions.” “Okay, this is from my first race for citywide comptroller. Obviously, I had found my voice. I never looked back, and neither have the voters.” “New York, 1998, Givenchy….
The New Yorker makes another unforced error! (probably)
A few weeks back I found a small but blatant error in the New Yorker, when author Daniel Mendelsohn managed to confuse “turbine” with “cylinder” when describing the engines of the ill-fated Titanic. In this week’s NY, Joan Acocella has a rather rambling article on dictionaries. In the midst of a discussion on slang, she…