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guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Wednesday, January 06, 2010

Anthony: (coming in with that extremely thoughtful look on his face) You know... Really...
Me: (assuming this is House or Cricket or in some other way important) What?
Anthony: Really, they should be the Teenage Mutant Turtle Ninjas.
Me: ...what?
Anthony: Well, they're not mutant ninjas, are they? They're mutant turtles.
Me: It's a string of descriptors. Technically, there should be commas between each item in the list to indicate that all of them pertain to the subject at the conclusion.
Anthony: But the fact remains that the ninjas stands alone, while the mutancy pertains only to the turtles.
Me: Surely it should actually be a question of which element they most strongly identify with, that being the final descriptional tag to which all others relate. Do they see themselves as ninjas, with teenage, mutant and turtle elements? No, they are turtles.
Anthony: (nodding seriously) That's bullshit.

1 Comments:

Blogger Unknown said...

And Teenage Mutant Turtle Ninjas would, obviously, leave open the field of Teenage Mutant Turtle Pilots, and really...that's just ridiculous.

9:40 PM  

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