LeTombeauDeCooperman
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« on: 21:14:31, 05-02-2008 » |
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I am doing an assignment - however I'm struggling with the following term:
Self-Phrasing Flower
I've tried to cut and paste from Wikipedia, but to no avail.
I think it may be something to do with Chomsky - someone said that it was to do with baking, but such a nonsensical suggestion deserves no place on a serious board like this.
Definitions welcome.
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Reiner Torheit
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« Reply #1 on: 21:27:12, 05-02-2008 » |
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It might be a flower which doesn't need Bacon Powder.
Try asking on TOP? One of the members there might know? "Flay - Keep Pastry", allegedly.
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"I was, for several months, mutely in love with a coloratura soprano, who seemed to me to have wafted straight from Paradise to the stage of the Odessa Opera-House" - Leon Trotsky, "My Life"
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Ron Dough
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« Reply #2 on: 21:38:29, 05-02-2008 » |
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Sorry, but as a Dough born and bred, I ron the risk of needing a little help in order to rise....
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HtoHe
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« Reply #3 on: 21:56:32, 05-02-2008 » |
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Probably no connection whatsoever, but you've reminded me that, in 'Absolutely Fabulous', Saffy's plaintive drama about being brought up by an irresponsible mother was called 'Self Raising Flower'.
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LeTombeauDeCooperman
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« Reply #4 on: 08:28:31, 06-02-2008 » |
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I asked my friend who's serving a prison sentence and she sent the following terse reply:
"Cell freezing - Flora"
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thompson1780
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« Reply #5 on: 08:55:14, 06-02-2008 » |
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Apparently, Graphite pencils have become a posh fizzy drink.
Buy carbon - a Toff soda
Tommo
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Made by Thompson & son, at the Violin & c. the West end of St. Paul's Churchyard, LONDON
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Reiner Torheit
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« Reply #6 on: 11:53:43, 06-02-2008 » |
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I asked my friend who's serving a prison sentence
The latest news is that she has escaped! By digging a tunnel. She left a similarly terse note to taunt her erstwhile warder: "Hole, me ol' Flower!".
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"I was, for several months, mutely in love with a coloratura soprano, who seemed to me to have wafted straight from Paradise to the stage of the Odessa Opera-House" - Leon Trotsky, "My Life"
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Kittybriton
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« Reply #7 on: 12:25:06, 06-02-2008 » |
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I wish I could help, but we seem to have a problem here with a mouse doing the unspeakable on dried fruit in the larder; I am still looking for remedies for a shelf-raisin fouler
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Click me -> About meor me -> my handmade storeNo, I'm not a complete idiot. I'm only a halfwit. In fact I'm actually a catfish.
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Ron Dough
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« Reply #8 on: 12:38:01, 06-02-2008 » |
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We seem to have a problem with a small horticulturally-inclined fairy at the bottom of our garden...
Help! Any one know what I can do with this elf raising flowers?
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Daniel
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« Reply #9 on: 12:58:19, 06-02-2008 » |
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Eccentric music teacher going round the class one by one checking for vocal ability: "Sampson, John - sing 'flower'. Okay next, Self, Ray - sing 'flower'..."
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Reiner Torheit
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« Reply #10 on: 14:01:59, 06-02-2008 » |
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Flip-chart notes from a course in face-to-face power-selling techniques, feeding client desire for the product by enunciating it deliciously: sell-phrasing: "flower"
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"I was, for several months, mutely in love with a coloratura soprano, who seemed to me to have wafted straight from Paradise to the stage of the Odessa Opera-House" - Leon Trotsky, "My Life"
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LeTombeauDeCooperman
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« Reply #11 on: 14:43:59, 06-02-2008 » |
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I've just received the following stock market tip from a City telecoms analyst, who works in an office with panoramic views of the square mile:
"Sell 3 - Ray Singh, Floor R"
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thompson1780
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« Reply #12 on: 19:12:40, 06-02-2008 » |
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Microbiologists have determined how to stop fights between ameobae using bass sounds.
Cell fray? Sing F Lower.
Tommo
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Made by Thompson & son, at the Violin & c. the West end of St. Paul's Churchyard, LONDON
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martle
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« Reply #13 on: 19:15:41, 06-02-2008 » |
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I'm losing the will to live.
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Green. Always green.
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time_is_now
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« Reply #14 on: 19:34:09, 06-02-2008 » |
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Message left by a puzzled and strangely English-sounding Gertrude Stein on her gardener's ansaphone:
Our roses arose. Is a row Cicero's?
(Apologies if I borrowed that gag from someone on here. I think I did, actually. George maybe?)
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The city is a process which always veers away from the form envisaged and desired, ... whose revenge upon its architects and planners undoes every dream of mastery. It is [also] one of the sites where Dasein is assigned the impossible task of putting right what can never be put right. - Rob Lapsley
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