18 Feb 2008 04:53:24 | Adrian Air-of-Sleet
Copyright The Quipping Queen 2005
THE TWISTED-TONGUE TOURNAMENT
-- Or, Calling All Weird-Word Whizbangers! --
By Adrian Air-of-Sleet, a pleasure-seeking,
mandolin-playing, maroon-hairpiece sort of fellow who enjoys
Italian weddings, spelling bees, and the Calgary Stampede
While I was perusing several dog-eared magazines hanging from
the racks of a 24-hour convenience store in the middle of a
peculiar place named Billy Butts Pond, my enlightenment bulb
went off.
Curious as to why this power of positive thinking outage had
occurred, I put on my think-and-do cap in order to gain a new
perspective on this perplexing problem.
I ascertained from the rather bleak-looking Canadian landscape
around me that this ghastly glitch probably had something to do
with being shipwrecked on a prominent piece of geography,
(affectionately known as “The Rock”). Situated smack dab between
the Gulf of St. Lawrence and the Atlantic Ocean, the province of
“Newfoundland”, (as it's called by folks "from away"), is home
to a few fishy characters who reside in odd outposts of humanity
such as Ass Hill, Bareneed, and Dildo.
Now I know what it must have been like to live as my Celtic
ancestors must have done in the “Dark Ages” ...you know... no
flipping access to the Internet, i-pods, and personal digital
assistants, not to mention vampire video games and vapid virtual
reality TV shows.
With precious little to do while waiting for Godot to show up, I
decided to organize and host a "Twisted-Tongue Tournament" for
the locals and any aliens who happened to be in the vicinity.
The purpose of the challenge was to light a fire under everyone.
Well come to think of it, by asking them to consider pairing
animal names with human characteristics in order to give birth
to a new set of beasts, we had the makings of party which
"Newfies" adore as I found out. (This seemed like a good idea at
the time, as there was no zoo let alone any pet-friendly,
non-pooping, robotic animals in the blinking place).
So here are a few of the submissions received by the judges:
Bedspring Peeper – a naughty tree toad that refuses to turn into
a Prince at midnight
Boo-Hoo Gnu – an ugly, unhappy ungulate that doesn’t stand a
hope in hell of retiring to a stud farm thank you very much
Buffelope – a bare essentials, breast-beating beast with no
hang-ups about the naked truth (see Scantelope)
Botchfly – a stout, hopelessly clumsy, winged creature that has
difficulty with takeoffs and landings
Bush-Twit – a timid Texan titmouse
Chumpanzee – not your average high-flying jungle bunny
Cramanatee – a gormandizing golf-ball eater that lives in
well-manicured lawns full of little holes with flagpoles
sticking out
D'orca – a fashion-conscious killer whale
Ficklefish – a two-timing Piscean with an unhealthy attachment
disorder
Gemsbloke – a large, young buck with lots of bling bling
Gussy Uppy – a gold-plated guppy that adds a little sparkle to
any boring aquarium tank
Hypopotamus – a short-legged, thick-skinned, under-performing
vegetarian with limited bench-pressing abilities
Jokel – An Old World dog with a wicked sense of humor and lots
of tricks up his sleeve
Kingflasher – a big name bird whose crests and crowns never
quite cover his breast and tail discretely
Mongooser – a flat-witted, feisty-footed, posterior-pinching
paramour of unknown origin
Pantelope – a graceful, butt-crack beast that lives in elevators
and rides a bike to work
Pottypus – a toilet-trained, duck-billed devil from Tasmania
Scantelope – a fleet-of-foot, bare-all buxom beast (whose
revealing exploits are chronicled in the best-selling naturist
book, “What Really Went On Behind the Scenes in the Garden of
Eden”)
Screech fowl – a breath-taking barnyard beast that hasn’t
learned when to keep his/her trap shut
Screwupworm – a two-winged whimsical creature that nuzzles in
the nostrils of nobodies as lackadaisical larva do, and then
promptly engages in some serious botching activities (often with
incredibly bewildering if not totally blundering results)
Scuzzard – a dirty, contemptible, shabby-looking vulture with a
bad case of halitosis (but good enough to grab the spotlight as
the mellow muddle-headed mascot on a u-brew beer label)
Slack Widow – a spiteful, supine, and very venomous Old World
Spiderwoman
Springblotch – a clean, youthful, four-footed freak of nature
that makes a mess of everything
Swelldish – a pleasant-looking puffer that makes one blush at
first glance and then blurt out some silly stuff that one later
regrets
Swilldebeest – a swashbuckling species that rarely count its
drinks and eats freely, greedily or to excess if given the least
opportunity
Titter Sucker – a boisterous bawling bird with a tipsy tongue
(commonly found in Canadian wet bars)
Too-Too Titi – a la-di-da little scamp with three redeeming
characteristics: a long tail, hairy underarms, and a penchant
for communal living
Whopping Crane – a large, white, nearly extinct American bird
with a long neck that beats its breast to patriotic tunes, flaps
its wings to intimidate scarecrows, and yells “Cowabunga” at the
top of its lungs for no apparent reason at at all
Willeye – a good-natured, willing-ready-and-able creature that
spends most of its futile life swimming blissfully around in
something called "quality-improvement circles"
So, if you end up in a hole-in-the-wall-place and lose your
power of positive thinking – don’t forget to organize a
titillating twisted-tongue tournament. It’ll do wonders to
motivate the mummers, bring out the wonky wordpeckers who
inhabit every nook and cranny, not to mention extend a warm
welcome to some very odd-ball strangers.
About Author :
Adrian Air-of-Sleet is a casual conundrum in the Court of the
Quipping Queen http://www.quipping
queen.blogspot.com/ where he shares his vacuous
thoughts with other arcane members of society.