St. Paddy’s Day … after ... with Attitudes & Platitudes
Sometimes, though, you simply enjoying messing
with your friends. Want to sound like you’re from Ireland the day after St. Patrick’s
Day? 🍀
BANJAXED (banʹjaxt) vt. – not in the
English dictionary (imagine that). It is, however, bandied about on the Emerald Isle. From an Irish-Information.com
newsletter, “An oft-heard and seldom questioned word that is uttered throughout
Ireland. It not only sounds great but can be applied to a number of situations!
It essentially means broken, beyond repair, in a bad way.” [WW #103]
I laughed out loud when I read their first of
four examples, “I'm banjaxed after last night! (After a few pints.)” Ah yes, the
Irish bear a mostly exaggerated drunken stigma, though seriously, drinking has
little to do with heritage. It has everything to do with attitude—now that we claim.
While everyone else laments
they tied one on, were three sheets to the wind, snookered, toasted, hammered, mangled, drunk as a skunk,
wankered, or wasted, you can be the cream of the after-party in your slurred
Irish lilt with, “Man, I’m banjaxed today from last night’s
partying … let’s have another go!”
A word to the wise who don’t drink and drive,
or simply don’t drink, it’s easy to still be part of the day-after festivities.
Dive into your best acting mode and put on a show worthy of banjaxed.
If they weren’t with you the night before, they’ll never know and your party
reputation is safe.
Whether you toast with ale or ade (Kool-Aid,
Gatorade …) on St. Paddy’s Day, or any day, start with a few Irish toasts of
wit and wisdom.
Selected toasts from IrishCentral.com:
May the best day of your past be the worst day of your future.
Dung hills rise and castles fall, we are all equal one and all.
And in case you need a refresher course—it’s St. “Paddy’s” Day, not St. “Patty’s” Day. To
get in the Irish mood, a couple of fun, fresh takes for a wee $1.23, of St. Patrick’s
infamous snakes myth, by John F. Harnish. St. Paddy’s Request.
Word Challenge: BANJAXED. Irish or other, a twisted toast to your brother: Thank God Mother
had another! Be creative and insert banjaxed into your week of drunken writings.
Write first for
yourself … only then can you write for others.
GENTLEMAN GEORGE
So, Gentleman George
How are you today
Lickety-split
You’re on your way!
Goin’ to the market
Or off to the sea
Gentleman George
Would ya like some tea?
What’s the hurry
Stop for a while
Chat with your friends
And lend them a smile!
See the redhead
Pourin’ yer beer
Gentleman George
She’s callin’, ya hear?
Give ‘er a wink
Tell her a tale
Not a whopper, ya see
Not as big as a whale!
Oh, a wife ye got
And a kid or two
Oh, Gentleman George
Now, what’ll ya do?
Don’t listen, ya hear
To yer devil within
For ya’ll feel much better
When yer t’home, my friend!
Good man, Gentleman George!
©
2001, L.Rochelle
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