The other day Rachael told me that one of her friends had been called to jury duty (which for some reason always seems a little bit funny). He is hoping of course NOT to be selected, as he is very busy with school and doesn't want to get behind. I said that one of the lawyers will probably exclude him if he appears 'cultra unservative'. Rachael, who frequently spoonerizes, didn't even notice until I laughed at myself.
Michael also gets his twords wisted. I wish I could remember all the funny things those two have had pop out of their mouths. One I do remember from Mike is him running upstairs asking me if I had a 60 lot wite bulb.
My problem with it gets worse when I am stressed or tired. My most extreme example was when I was 16, and was starting my first b-ball game as point guard. Our coach, Miss Messman, called me to the bench during the warm up and gave me instructions; I ran back to the floor and yelled at my team: "Mess Missman wants the (f)arting stive to shoot three frows!!" All three terms stuck in our basketball lingo. (To my dismay, may I add that I HATE that one word.)
I love this article about the original Spooner. http://www.lunaeterna.net/popcult/spooner.htm
