Tongue Twisters
This one comes from none other than my dear ol’ dad.
An artist. A scholar. A gentleman. And a master of the tongue-twister. Just try saying any of the following (a few of his favorites) several times fast…
“A proper cup of coffee from a proper copper coffee pot.”
“Stupid superstition! Stupid superstition! Stupid superstition!”
“The sixth sick sheik’s sixth sheep’s sick.”
“Toy boat. Toy boat. Toy boat. Toy boat. Toy boat.”
“Cheap ship trip.”
The man could go on all day. Got a better one; a stumper I can pull out the next time he gets going? Post it below please. Thanks.
July 18th, 2008 at 10:51 am
I like: ‘Red lorry yellow lorry red lorry yellow lorry’
PS
a lorry is a truck in the UK. Watch and learn my American friends, watch and learn…
July 19th, 2008 at 5:34 pm
“I wish to wash my Irish wristwatch!”
July 20th, 2008 at 10:21 am
“I’m a mother pheasant plucker, I pluck mother pheasants. I’m the most pleasant mother pheasant plucker to ever pluck a mother pheasant!”
July 21st, 2008 at 4:06 am
One smart fella he felt smart. Two smart fella’s they felt smart. Three smart fella’s they all felt smart together.
August 10th, 2008 at 4:47 am
Your dad looks just like Eugene Levy.
December 3rd, 2008 at 8:24 am
A man and an anonynimity
April 9th, 2009 at 10:45 pm
I slit a sheet, a sheet I slit, upon the slitted sheet I sit
April 29th, 2009 at 8:11 pm
Haha @Mike. We do a really similar one as a warm up for the play I’m in right now: I’m not the phesant plucker, I’m the pheasant plucker’s son. I’m just plucking pheasants ’til the pheasant plucker comes.
It’s really awkward to do in a large group of people.