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Giggles, grin, Guffaws, Hiccups, I don't care to belong to a club that accepts people like me as members.-Groucho Marx, Japes, My mother-in-law said 'One day I will dance on your grave.' I said 'I hope you do; I will be buried at sea.'- Les Dawson, snicker, So he said 'I'm going to chop off the bottom of one of your trouser legs and put it in a library.' I thought 'That's a turn-up for the books.'- T.Cooper, Spot of humour, titter ye, What I'd like to do now is grow my beard very long- weave it into my pubes- and strum it like a harp.- Bill Bailey, When we were courting I told my wife: 'I could live in your eyes.' She said: 'You'd be at home; there's a stye in one of them.'-LD, Windy Miller
Collections, gangs, throngs, crowds, buckets of and the like . . . the correct (or most amusing) terms for specific groups of bods/boddesses/beasts/kitchen implements/cells can be rather entertaining when one looks into it/scans the dark corners of the aether. Can you add anything of interest? Bring/plonk something impressive to/on the table?
Feel free.
An entrance of actresses – (Esme runs out onto the stage with a ruff round her neck holding a skull out, she trips over her mediaeval shoes, then falls flat on her face)
A flange of baboons – (In the pink no doubt)
A culture of bacteria – (Proper posh germs)
A galaxy of beauties – (“Ah my darling, your eyes are like stars you know; not because they twinkle, but because they’re so far apart”.)
A goring of butchers – (One can only hope)
A soufflé of clouds – hahahahaha
A murder of crows – (Hell on the dance floor I hear)
A fagot of drummers– Blimey.
A peck of Frenchmen – (Know your onions)
A grope of groupies – one of Esme’s
An unhappiness of husbands – falls about
A mischief of mice – (“Do you have a moment sir/ma’am? We’d like to talk to you about Cheeses“)
A metamorphosis of ovoids – Just lovely
A shower of meteorologists – (the lot of ’em!)
An abomination of monks – HAHAHAHAHAHA (bit harsh)
A mutter of mothers-in-law – (There is evidence that Mother-in-law jokes date back to Roman times: Satire VI by Juvenal says “that one cannot be happy while one’s mother-in-law is still alive.” – This is quite true, and I have to say, Juvenal (or rather Juvenile) suited his name well. )
A pomposity of professors – (waves at Professors Taboo and Swarn laughing)
An impatience of wives– falls about twice as much
An observance of hermits – (Esme knows where you live)
A trip of hippies – (Man)
A virtue of patients – (Tell me about it)
A rhumba of rattlesnakes – (Tis true…trusssssst me)
A pan of reviewers – (Boil them all eh?!)
A malapertness of sauceresses– (Apparently coughs)
A freeze of Northerners – (Winter is Coming)
A beautification of spatulas – (Obviously)(would prefer beatification mind you)
A phalanx of umbrellas – Filth.
A flight of fairies. ( Scottie kicking his heels up as he wings by waving to Esme on her cloud ) Happy hugs
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A fine choice! I immediately thought of the Absynthe Fairy, then found a ‘spank of fairies’ elbowing it’s way into my mind like this;
Good to have you safe and bodding about the Blogosphere again Scottie – Hugs him
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There is a very strange feeling I get watching that Tinkerbelle GIF! Mmmmm.
(he whispers with a very twisted maniacal grin with black panther eyes)
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Hahahaha! “Hell-LOW…Baaa-BE! Yu KNOW whata-I-like”!!!
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A superfluity of nuns
This 15th-century term can be interpreted in two ways, the first is as simple fact: there were around 138 nunneries in England between 1270 and 1536, many of which were severely overcrowded. The convent was seen as a natural step for the daughters of the nobility who had passed marriageable age, and lords often put pressure on prioresses to accept their daughters even if they were already full. Alternatively, the term could have been a reference to the emerging view among agitators for church reform that the days of the monastery and convent were over. Fifty years after this term was recorded in print, Henry VIII had ordered their closure and the Protestant reformation was in full swing.
Source: https://www.theguardian.com/books/2014/sep/19/ten-best-collective-nouns
Anyway, call me Juvenal but I love mother-in-law jokes. You’ll know whose this one is:
Despite what I say, I’m really very fond of the mother-in-law. When she was terribly ill the other week I said to the wife, ‘Don’t worry love, if she’s at death’s door I’ll pull her through.'”
Classic.
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Nicely done Hariod as ever. My only concern is that by sending a link to a job lot of collective nouns you’ve done me out of at least ten comments! Hahahahaha.
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A brazier of jerboas.
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Oh John, that’s good…that’s very good.
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Great, now do please tell me what it means. I suspect something quite profound.
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Hahahahaha. Are you mad? That’s the joy of it!
Esme loving the abstract more than the mundane every time upon the Cloud
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A collocation of collectivists.
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‘Collocation’ no less! New to Esme is that one Bill, as is ‘collectivist’ for that matter as it does not mean that which I thought it would mean, so thank you kindly for the thought put in, superb addition!
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https://en.oxforddictionaries.com/explore/what-do-you-call-a-group-of
Some of my faves:
blush of boys (huh?)
drunkship of cobblers (rum in your cherries? Or pie-eyeleted on your tongue and in your sole?)
glaring of cats (if looks could kill!)
bask of crocs (so that’s what they’re doing in the sun!)
a skulk of foxes (sly devils that they are)
bloat of hippopotami (call them fat at your own risk!)
murmuration of starlings (onomotopeia anyone?)
parliament of owls (a who’s who of oxymoronic proportions)
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You’ve outdone yourself JC! Hahahahaha, highly ticklesome bunch, very sharply ordered as well, my favourite being that afterthought of ‘pie-eyeleted on your tongue‘ – cracking stuff. Thank you!
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A protuberance of cheer leaders. (Enough to make one’s baton rouge.)
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Ah, and this where J.C’s – ‘A blush of boys’ comes in . . . hahahahaha.
Served with sauce on the side Ben, nicely done – nods laughing and shakes his hand
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For shame, Esme. Upon the Cloud there are no cheap seats. And no cheap laughs either.
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Very good of you to say so Ben. – beams and shakes his hand
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A slather of succubi – one of Prospero’s
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Marvellous. Slather. Messy stuff getting involved with a bus sucker, never mind a coach party of them, but it does have its perks I hear.
Thank you sir.
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I’m one of those hermits (or I wish to be). 😉
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Herman’s homunculus no less I’ll bet, and yes, not alone in your pillarist capabilitiles on the Cloud Jan.
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What, dear friends is the collective word for bandits, thieves or is it a parliament of thieves?
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I think a ‘parliament’ of thieves is perfect mak! Hahahaha, thieves and liars as they are so often in that house. Lock ’em all up in Big Ben would I and see how they do every hour on the hour when he bongs good and proper.
Thank you for stopping by sir, bear with on my own visits, I’m getting round to everyone bit by bit, and it is not for having forgotten you or any of my other fine followers.
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Mak is happy to see Esme. There is no news in Mak’s place, All politics and we all know that isn’t interesting.
Takes a bow
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Well it depends on who’s writing about it, though at present the whole shebang is a dark subject sadly.
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Mak will try to make politics interesting.
He reports seeing Esme upon the Cloud on terra firma.
Keep well mate
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I half-recall (semi-recollect) that a ‘contrivance’ is the collective noun for a collated collection of collective nouns. No recollection though of what a collection of contrivances is.
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Try saying that one backwards folks — It’s hard enough getting one’s mouth round it forwards! Hahahahaha. You are king of the twisting tongue today with such a tricky word tumbler MM – curtsies towards His Trickyness, then places a crown of collected contrivances (official term – a ‘codswallop of contrivances’, (honest guv) held together with PVA and gaffa tape upon his head
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A classroom of screamin’ swingin’ monkeys!
(now where is my dart-gun?)
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Leave the monkeys alone man.
Hahahahaha.
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Pity that there isn’t such a word for a group of writers…then again as I write this out I remember I’m alone in my office in front of my laptop so perhaps this explains such an absence.
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I’m thinking a . . . ‘Procratination of Writers’.
Hermit seems to have been taken, though it is that very avenue down which you make a fine point Joshua. Thank you for the visit!
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A Flock of Photographers – see what I did there? 😉 Great Tune!
A furtherance of fathers – sad but true
Equally true A furtherance of sofas
A wheelie bin of scallies on bikes
A convulsion of turnips – it just came to me. I don’t know why. If you can explain it to me please do.
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Fear not, Esme edits out all flaws and smooths over all kinks. Misses. Hahahahaha.
Seagulls singing approve of your choices, all of them, and the last is simple enough to explain . . . Turnips make you pass wind. You are very welcome.
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That’s amazing! I didn’t know that and yet it of the aether it appeared. All those thoughts. They’re there for the grabbing you know?! 😀
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Everything is connected.
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It would be a very strange place if it weren’t! 😀
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A dusting of antiquarians. (Expect atishoos so best take a tissue or two.)
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A fine choice. I love a bit of antiquarian myself, though dust is a nemesis of the Cloud and Esme. Thank you for the extra Ben – beams and sneezes
I’ll add another . . . a palpitate of pages.
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Hmmm, after this amount of time and now prior knowledge of this
title and text I read that as a beatification of spatulas. I don’t know if I should implicate my Anglican upbringing or my prior cohabitation with a Spanish Catholic.
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It’s a far better choice and I think early days with Catholics may well have been the reason I did just the same.
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Going to give this a try, Esme…
An enchantment of bloggers,
an ensemble of physicists,
a bemusement of lovers,
a coterie of dreamers,
a blockade of fools,
a wisp of charlatans,
a calamity of in-laws,
a spate of henchmen,
a delirium of voices,
a proclamation of lawyers,
and a clutch of wrestlers.
It was fun, anyway! Ha!
Michael
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Hahahahaha. It is fun, happy for hours here – falls about.
I particularly like;
a bemusement of lovers,
a coterie of dreamers,
a wisp of charlatans,
Thank you for joining in Michael. Most appreciated.
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I think you’ll get a kick out of this germane cartoon:
https://wronghands1.com/2017/10/13/collective-nouns/
Enjoy!
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Thank you JC, I did indeed and send you this chortle back –
https://wronghands1.com/2012/02/10/elefonts/
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HarHarHar! I love it! I missed that one. His work is hilarious!
a TRUMPETING chortle that pushes my ears out, makes my nose grow, and spews a FONT of spittle on my screen! *
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Ker-tish! Hahahahaha.
Esme chortling away too upon the Cloud
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a plethora of commenters
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Very nicely done sir!
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