"hop on meg and go for a ride" I said that recently when someone was apologizing to me someone else found that offensive My beloved spouse told me of this and i replied "I am not responsible for anyone's ignorance" (She has also told me that i reference obscure knowledge while assuming that everyone will understand the reference) ok Does everyone here get the reference?
True, and also true No person is expected know ANY of the obscure knowledge you may have ingested and sprout out at various moments Do you have expectations various odd people will have same obscure knowledge as yourself? Seems a smart person "hop on meg and go for a ride" I have vague images meg being encouraged to hop on a moving street car (trolley) San Fransco but no idea of any link between that and you saying that recently when someone was apologizing to me Weird world ya? Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!
Nope. You're not setting a reasonable bar of ignorance. Nothing wrong with doing that, but you take responsibility if you are insulting. (A friend of mine oft retells an account of the time he told a younger female colleague "Good thinking Magic Thighs!" and miraculously managed to dodge a visit from HR.)
Checked online, and Google doesn't know the reference either, sculptor. Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!
Nutmeg and hallucinations? Back in the stone age when I played football (soccer), we would say nutmeg if we ran rings round the other team, sort of confused them bigtime so to speak.
I searched again and the line itself doesn't come up, it shows other results referencing ''ride,'' or ''meg'' but not in the same sentence. My Google is cursed. Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!
Well, if it's just a song title, were the people in the song taking nutmeg for the high?Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!
Well but you are responsible for your OWN ignorance. For example, when you say "fuck you" to someone, and then explain that it means "fornication under consent of the King" so it's not an insult - you are responsible for your ignorance of how it's used nowadays.
What were they apologizing for? We need some context, sculptor. Unless this is what you typically say when people offer you apologies. lol
GOOGLE is an idiot.........perhaps an idiot savant? ... but an idiot none the less. ok a bit of a clarification I'm a Burns fan Perhaps, it began when I read: Ode to a mouse? (we still use a rephrased line from that poem) "But Mousie, thou art no thy-lane, In proving foresight may be vain: The best laid schemes o’ Mice an’ Men Gang aft agley, An’ lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain, For promis’d joy!" (The best laid plans of mice and me go oft astray)
And here is the poem: To a Mouse By Robert Burns On Turning her up in her Nest, with the Plough, November 1785. Wee, sleeket, cowran, tim’rous beastie, O, what a panic’s in thy breastie! Thou need na start awa sae hasty, Wi’ bickerin brattle! I wad be laith to rin an’ chase thee Wi’ murd’ring pattle! I’m truly sorry Man’s dominion Has broken Nature’s social union, An’ justifies that ill opinion, Which makes thee startle, At me, thy poor, earth-born companion, An’ fellow-mortal! I doubt na, whyles, but thou may thieve; What then? poor beastie, thou maun live! A daimen-icker in a thrave ’S a sma’ request: I’ll get a blessin wi’ the lave, An’ never miss ’t! Thy wee-bit housie, too, in ruin! It’s silly wa’s the win’s are strewin! An’ naething, now, to big a new ane, O’ foggage green! An’ bleak December’s winds ensuin, Baith snell an’ keen! Thou saw the fields laid bare an’ waste, An’ weary Winter comin fast, An’ cozie here, beneath the blast, Thou thought to dwell, Till crash! the cruel coulter past Out thro’ thy cell. That wee-bit heap o’ leaves an’ stibble Has cost thee monie a weary nibble! Now thou’s turn’d out, for a’ thy trouble, But house or hald, To thole the Winter’s sleety dribble, An’ cranreuch cauld! But Mousie, thou art no thy-lane, In proving foresight may be vain: The best laid schemes o’ Mice an’ Men Gang aft agley, An’ lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain, For promis’d joy! Still, thou art blest, compar’d wi’ me! The present only toucheth thee: But Och! I backward cast my e’e, On prospects drear! An’ forward tho’ I canna see, I guess an’ fear!
