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No, but I called my Great-grandmother Babci and Babuska. We would eat babka, perdogi,kielbasa, saurkraut, and duck-blood sausage.
Hard. Core.

Mmmmmm....now I'm hungry for pierogis and blinni. My mom used to lapse into her grandma's old phrases when we were really dragging our heels...some Polish thing about spiderwebs in your underpants, but in Polish it sounded like boo-boo-cheenees in your puddle-uh-kutch-kees.
 
That sounds familiar. Gonna have to google.

I am always looking for new curses to yell at the kids.
 
No, but I called my Great-grandmother Babci and Babuska. We would eat babka, perdogi,kielbasa, saurkraut, and duck-blood sausage.
Hard. Core.

My all time favorite is the poppy seed bread in the long roll. The bakery where I used to get them from closed (had it shipped from PA) and I can't find anyone around these parts that make it. I should attempt it myself.
 
Moja dupa i twoja twarz to blizniacy

LOL!! I remember my grandma saying this one. What an awful lady.
 
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LOL!

Polish proverbs rock!!


Kto pije i pali ten nie ma robali
The one who both smokes and drinks doesn't get roundworms
 
It was snowing hard today, and the roads were a bit slippery, but I rather have that than what the southerns are dealing with. I am thinking of them.
You asked for green grass right? This was last summer at my place-

This is now-

Other than some cold weather(
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)Georgiana is doing fine (knocks on wood).
 
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Did you guys hate it when you used a word at school that you *thought* was a commonly known english word only to be ridiculed by your classmates?


Yeah. It sucks being well-read too. No one knows what you are talking about.

My dad once told me his shunt scars were from a dragon's forked tongue. (He apparently won the battle.) Anywhoo, I told my class about it in Show-and-Tell and they all believed me.

...Until my dad picked me up, the teacher mentioned it, and he decided to tell me the truth in front of the other kids. They teased me forever.


Lesson learned: If you are going to lie to your kids, stick with it.
 
Yeah. It sucks being well-read too. No one knows what you are talking about.
My dad once told me his shunt scars were from a dragon's forked tongue. (He apparently won the battle.) Anywhoo, I told my class about it in Show-and-Tell and they all believed me.
...Until my dad picked me up, the teacher mentioned it, and he decided to tell me the truth in front of the other kids. They teased me forever.
Lesson learned: If you are going to lie to your kids, stick with it.

My best friends family gets these calcified growths on their skulls that have to be removed every few years. She was told that her family was related to goats. I was the one that broke it to her that she was not related to goats, but in fact, to the devil, but understood why she lied.

You know, I'm surprised she still talks to me.

Edited to add my favorite Lithuanian-ism: Go and take your butt* with you - sounds something like "nashka na shookna." (some words have been changed to protect the innocent)

I'm not sure what the situation would be when I'd go and leave my butt, but I do enjoy that one.
 
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