1st year French: Bonjour, je m’appele Dane. J’habite au Texas!
translation: Hello, my name is Dane. I live in Texas!
1st year Latin: Gaius se in altum cum audacia eiecit. Nam vitam servare consulis conabatur, magnam arbitrans se gloriam capturum esse. Quod post factum fortissimum misere periit.
translation: Gaius expelled himself into the depths of the sea with great audacity. For he was trying to save a life of a consul, judging that he himself would capture great glory. After this bravest deed he died miserably.
On the left is the dog breed as it was in 1913, while on the right is the same breed displaying modern day breed standards. The extremebrachycephaly has led to a loss of the dog’s fire breathing abilities along with a host of other medical problems. The image below shows the evolution of the breed’s skull over time.
introducing someone to limmys show feels like we’re both watching a fever dream televised and I’m laughing my nut aff at it
this is the sketch that brought about this post
What’s he say at the end?
[No dialogue before 1:35, only solitary noises of confusion, fear, crying, and relief, with one ‘fucking hell’]
1:35
Limmy: Whit?!
Unnamed Man with flatcap: Aye so, [scene change] it was in the news.. in the papers yknow? … {seriously} [direct unbroken eyecontact] that some guy had managed tae invent a bed… a bed that wiz so comfy, that when you fell asleep on it, you’ll no wake up – unless you got woke up. Yknow what ah mean?
Limmy: {unsure}aye
Man: So until yer alarm goes aff you could be oot the count for days, weeks, months. Whatever floats yer boat. {Sighs} But ye’ll no see that bed in the shops
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