Wednesday 2 February 2011

And non-geeks are even worse

To mis-quote Messrs Flanders and Swann: "A chorus of 'ows' ran round the table. 'Ow', 'ow', 'ow', 'ow', 'ow'. Except for The Archdruid. Because she was wearing steel-capped boots, as usual."

What brought this about? Bleeding Hnaef is what brought it about. He's still sulking about something, and overheard me as I was counselling poor Rathwald over the squirrels. I just said: "just think, it could be worse: think of xkcd 327!" and we were laughing away, in stitches, nearly wetting ourselves, of course. Who wouldn't? Well, Hnaef, obviously. He was listening in, and we had to explain it. Again, and again, and again. I even printed off a hard-copy, for Brigid's sake, and he still didn't get it. We were moving the trestle tables back into storage after the service, and he said, "So what's so funny about dropping some tables?" Rathwald and I, in unison, said "Everything!". And what did Hnaef, Mr Literal do? He dropped the bleeding tables.

"Ow."

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