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The Ainu youth came upon a band of Ainu hunters passing through the area. "What is this area called?" he asked them.
"Do you really think this asshole of a terrain even deserves a name?" they replied.
Winna ye be gaein' awa', to write buiks, an' gar fowk fin' oot what's the maitter wi' them?
I'm an Englishman, after all,
There are stains on their knees, stains on their arses. Dirty Leeds.
I am not an Englishman, nor are you. Nor can we ever be, regardless of our foxtrots, our straight bats, our Jolly Goods and I Says.
No more the Anglicized Percy, I.
I am now Taimur Hind.
If this bloke's a Test match bowler, then my backside is a fire engine
The Shat-el-Arab is a noble river or estuary. From both its Persian and Turkish shores, however, mountains have disappeared, and dark forests of date palms intersected by canals fringe its margin heavily, and extend to some distance inland.
Arsene Wenger is sitting on the hot chair
Whither thou know'est thy ass from thy elbow
Ye're about as Irish as a plastic paddy
Aiya Earendil Elenion Ancalima!
I dwell no more in Arcady, But when the sky is blue with May, And birds are blithe and winds are free, I know what message is for me, For I have been in Arcady.
Ngari-ngari - literally
Why don't you come with me?"
"Why? Where are you going?"
"Home. I've had enough. I hate England."
"Hate England?" It was too much to grasp, with a head full of searing headache.
Assad: 'I have written it just down here.'
He Pointed to a number of Arabic symbols that could just as well have meant it was going to snow in the Lofoten Islands in the morning.
Inchallah" (God willing.)- MISCHIEF IN FEZ
You - complete - arse - Ronald - Weasley!
jokes about arks. The
Sarcasm is a Manchester trait.
Akroyd!" Sunny cried, a phrase which here means "Roger.
As you will be aware, gentlemen, I have made it my life's work to entertain the working classes, enrage the middle classes, and fascinate the aristocracy - but I do believe I've just met my match. Accrington 'Arry here is in a class of his own, beyond my reach.
Riley swings the door open and grins at me. "G'day mate!"
I frown at him. "What the hell was that?"
"Me," he says, "trying to speak your language."
I push past him and plonk myself down on his sofa. "That was Australian.
We ought to call it something,' said Banokles thoughtfully. 'We can't just keep calling it "that big bastard horse". It ought to have a name.' 'What do you suggest?' - 'Arse Face.
All an arsehole knows about is shit. ~ Dogman
The thing about Manchester is ... it all comes from here
Asino tu nascesti, ad asino morrai. [An ass you were born; an ass you will die.]
Go maire tu' I bhfad agus rath!
'Live long and prosper'.
Angus was courting me with lines that stabbed deep in lonely, barren places. Like an unfair conqueror, he was delivering his words with an accent that had me dreaming of castles and lochs, and strong thighs under a rough kilt.
An eight-mile drive over rain-washed Irish roads in the quick-falling dusk of autumn is an experience trying to the patience, even to the temper, of the average Saxon.
The Armenian alphabet is shredded lace
squiggly, feathery and mysterious. More elongated than Arabic, more elegant than Cyrillic.
Did you know, ma'am, that our mutual friend can say "kiss my arse" in six languages?
...your ass is grass...
In Edna, I created a satiric portrait of my hometown of Melbourne, a large provincial English city paradoxically in far Southeast Asia. She's a theatrical figure, related to vaudeville in some respects. She inhabits a world in which there are comparatively few female exponents of comedy.
Do you speak Gaelic Noah? she suddenly asked.
His heart clenched. It actually hurt, as though spikes of steel had been dug into it.
should I?
Maybe not ...
limerick?" asked
Ay, is it not a language I speak?
The Armenian language cannot be worn out; its boots are stone. Well, certainly, the thick-walled words, the layers of air in the semi-vowels.
England? England is in London right?
Siarad Cymraeg?" said Old Shacob.
"He wants to know if you speak Welsh," said the surveyor.
"NO!" yelled the official at the old man before him.
"Tamn it all; his language, man!" shouted Dan. "What you expect in Wales - Chinese, or what?!
Argot is nothing more nor less than a wardrobe in which language, having some bad deed to do, disguises itself. It puts on word-masks and metaphoric rags.
You grabbed my arse.'
'You broke my nose.
For one thing, everyone there is so clever. Do they think me dull?
Perhaps I should assure them that our goats enjoyed listening to me for hours on end. I am certain their bleats meant "Do go on, Miri, darling. You are immensely entertaining."
Your immensely entertaining sister,
Miri
What is it ye have there, Murtagh?
I swear to you that I am not quite such an ass as I like to appear sometimes, although I am rather an ass, I admit.
Goodbye Darcy, goodbye Jean, goodbye stone cottage, scratchy towels, fields of wildflowers; good bye gorgeous Peak District ... OK English People, for your own good, get off the roads, here we come!
Aberystwyth (n.)
A nostalgic yearning which is in itself more pleasant than the thing being yearned for.
Shalom Aleichem!!
Whoever designed this frigging map was having a laugh. Just around the corner, my arse.
Come friendly bombs and fall on Slough!
It isn't fit for humans now,
There isn't grass to graze a cow.
Swarm over, Death!
These are the ashes of fiery weather,
Of nights full of the green stars from Ireland,
Wet out of the sea, and luminously wet,
Like beautiful and abandonded refugees.
Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi
Angus is amusing himself by ambushing the postman. Och aye, they may have taken his trouser snake addendums, but they cannae tak his freedom!!
As the stars looked to me when I was a shepherd in Assyria, they look to me now as a New-Englander.
Although an ass is tired, he continues to carry his burden; he is unmindful of cold and heat; and he is always contented; these three things should be learned from the ass.
ARTHUR: (indicates rain) Couldn't you have peed before we went under?
YUSUF: Sorry.
The front door OPENS and Eames climbs in, soaked.
EAMES: Bit too much free champagne before takeoff, Yusuf?
YUSUF: Ha bloody ha.
Ari, Ari, Ari. You're fighting this war in the worst possible way.
It's just a word and I feel so much more than four fuckin' letters. But you need to hear it from me right now, so I'm giving it to you. I love you, London.
1974 was a crazy, hazy time for Alan Partridge. The Sixties had come to East Anglia and it was a time of free thinking, free love and in my case free university accommodation.
Samassi Abou don't speak the English too good.
I forget your name," I said.
"Most people spew shit from their arse," he retorted, "you manage it with your mouth."
"Your mother gave birth through her arse," I said, "and you still reek of her shit.
An I mo chridhe, I mo ghraidh. - In Iona that is my heart's desire, Iona that is my love.
My name is Arsenio. That's a very unique name for a black man. In Greek, it means Leroy.
What fools American can be for England
Rick and Scotty, who had heard Australian slang before from Digger Sears, one-time mate of the Tarpon, broke into chuckles.
"I'd better translate," Scotty said, "'Lord stone the crows' is just an expression. Oscar Ashe is hard cash. Yakka is hard work. And dinkum oil is gospel truth.
Arithmancy looks
A ghra. A amhain. My love. My only.
i said abooshnosh
I cannot speak your england.
Mindful of the fact you live in an agricultural country, I presume you know what an ass is. We read in the New Testament that our blessed Lord rode on an ass in triumph into the city of Jerusalem. Today the Lord rides on another ass: I myself.
Don't worry, Alan. At least you'll be able to play close to a great team.
(to Alan Ball, who'd just signed for Everton)
When Arthur had been a boy at school, long before the Earth had been demolished, he had used to play football. He had not been at all good at it, and his particular speciality had been scoring own goals in important matches.
Your mother didn't give birth to you," I told hint, "but farted you out of her shrivelled arsehole."
"Frightened or not," Asser said, "you've taken Peredur's silver, so you must fight them now."
"Say one more word, monk," I said, "and I'll cut off your scrawny balls.
I like Arsene for his principles but principles are sort of a restriction and restrictions are always lost possibilities.
I'm an Englishman. What more can I say?
I am the assasin of my dreams.
Avaunt, you cullions!
Gilly Gilleshpee
I guess this means we're uck-fayed, don't it Mikee?
In the spirit of the Irish people, Osama bin Laden, you can kiss my royal Irish ass!
I will get your some clothes, a sword, and your very own assassin to join you on your quest."
"Ooh, just what I've always wanted. A man whose job title had the word ass in it not once, but two times.
Okay, A as in apple - Not apple. A as in anus, it's a different sound.
I am now in Gibraltar. It is a large place and there does not seem to be room in this letter, in which to express my feelings about Moors in bare legs and six thousand Red-coats and to hear Englishmen speak again.
Los Angeles, this anthill, this slag heap, the city where I suffered and grappled with life and was defeated, and where I finally triumphed.
Temper, temper, wee English. 'Tis truly most becoming to you.
English dragoons
12 Arnold Grove, Merseyside.
Brisbane is so sleepy, so slatternly, so sprawlingly unlovely ... It is simply the most ordinary place in the world ... It was so shabby and makeshift ... a place where poetry could never occur.
Ant swarming City
City full of dreams
Where in broad day the specter tugs your sleeve
Eid ma clack shaw
Zupoven del ba
Mertepy ven seinur
Cofally ragdah
Will ye, ay or nay?Nay-- James Joyce
I want to take ye to bed. In my bed. And I mean to spend the rest of the day thinking
what to do wit ye once I got ye there. So wee Archie can just go and play at marbles
with his bollucks, aye?
These trifles will lead to serious mischief.
[Lat., Hae nugae seria ducent
In mala.]
Och, Sarah, how shall I call augh' beautiful again unless it be the sight of you?
I am Celaena Sardothien,Adarlan's Assasin.If these men knew who i was,they'd stop laughing.I am Celaena Sardothien.I am going to win.I will not be afraid.
Edinburgh is alive with words.
AFC Wimbledon in the League! Talk about the ashes rising from the flames.
Ireland, Ireland. That cloud in the west, that coming storm.
If I was English I'd kill myself
Arsene Wenger uses the FA Cup to bleed his youngsters
Erak. The one they call the Oberjarl," the Arridi answered him.
Impulsively, Axl took a pace forward, raising his ax threateningly.
You'll have to go through the rest of us to take him!" he shouted defiantly.
Well done, Axl," he said. "You've just told them I'm here.