[High Praise! to Mental Floss]
15 Common Expressions Younger Generations Won’t Understand
I’m honestly curious: what DO kids these days say instead of “broken record” to describe something annoyingly repetitious?
Bonus Link (Submitted by Anonymiss of Nuking Politics [High Praise!]):
I’m a liberal professor, and my liberal students terrify me
You don’t have to read it all. Just stay long enough to get a schadenfreudey laugh out of watching this useful idiot mewl piteously when the PC Frankenstein he spent years stitching body parts onto suddenly starts rampaging through HIS neighborhood.
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No linky on Miss High Praise. (She’s still around? Huh.)
(It’s too hot in the sun to work, so whatcha gonna do besides check-in at IMAO? Huh?)
We buggy whip manufacturers always say “broken record” to mean something repetitive and annoying.
I occasionally tutor HS students, not only do they have no idea what “clockwise” is, they can’t tell time.
One girl asked me what time it was so I looked at my wind-up, analog watch and said, “Quarter to 2”, she actually yelled at me. She was furious, “Why don’t you just tell me what time it is?!?!?!?!!?”
Ummm, I thought I had. I had to explain it meant 1:45.
The funnest part is that many HS students in the greater Phoenix metropolitan area wear huge, analog watches on their wrists, they are often not even close to the right time but it doesn’t matter because the kids wearing them cannot tell time on them.
That’s just funny.
Jimmy: until fixed, that link be http://www.vox.com/2015/6/3/8706323/college-professor-afraid
But I wouldn’t blame Harvey for inadvertently breaking a link to a Vox page.
Sorry all. Link fixed now.
I forgot to put “http://” in front of the www on the link, and so WordPress “helped” me by prepending “www.imao.us” to the URL.
It’s a *feature*, doncha know…
Well ain’t that article the Cats pajamas!
It is amazing how the language flows through time and still retains the forms even as the substance has long ago disappeared.
I remember when gay meant happy and an immigrant was someone who came here legally to work.