Birth of Phrases - 1
Don't rain on my parade.
This goes way back, to the times of mythology ( no, not high school); the days when the gods did it with animals on slow sundays. And you wondered why them gods have extra hands, heads, fur and why each god has his day.
Circa Day when Man realised stubble can be cool causing huge internal debate on shaving
Random guy:
Hey, I'm going to have a fantastic parade with gay clowns, mutant donkeys and people who can write backwards with moderate speed (ahh a nasty one there, i know). Woohoo!
God:
Fuck you. It's gonna rain.
Random guy:
Please don't rain on my parade.
God:
Refer to earlier statement.
BIRTH!!!
This goes way back, to the times of mythology ( no, not high school); the days when the gods did it with animals on slow sundays. And you wondered why them gods have extra hands, heads, fur and why each god has his day.
Circa Day when Man realised stubble can be cool causing huge internal debate on shaving
Random guy:
Hey, I'm going to have a fantastic parade with gay clowns, mutant donkeys and people who can write backwards with moderate speed (ahh a nasty one there, i know). Woohoo!
God:
Fuck you. It's gonna rain.
Random guy:
Please don't rain on my parade.
God:
Refer to earlier statement.
BIRTH!!!
A was feeling bored at 3:10 PM
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