Non calor sed umor est qui nobis incommodat.
It's not the heat, it's the humidity.
Di! Ecce hora! Uxor mea me necabit!
God, look at the time! My wife will kill me!
Estne volumen in toga, an solum tibi libet me videre?
Is that a scroll in your toga, or are you just happy to see me?
Cum catapultae proscriptae erunt tum soli proscript catapultas habebunt.
When catapults are outlawed, only outlaws will have catapults.
Lex clavatoris designati rescindenda est.
The designated hitter rule has got to go.
Sona si latine loqueris.
Honk if you speak Latin.
Vacca Foeda!
Stupid Cow!
Re vera, cara mea, mea nil refert.
Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn.
Antiquis temporibus, nati tibi similes in rupibus ventosissimis exponebantur
ad necem.
In the good old days, children like you were left to perish on windswept
crags.
Caesar si viveret, ad remum dareris.
If Caesar were alive, you'd be chained to an oar.
Nihil curo de ista tua stulta superstitione.
I'm not interested in your dopey religious cult.
Recedite, plebes! Gero rem imperialem.
Stand aside, little people! I'm here on official business.
(At a poetry reading)
Nullo metro compositum est.
It doesn't rhyme.
Non curo. Si metrum non habet, non est poema.
I don't care. If it doesn't rhyme, it isn't a poem.
Minutus cantorum, minutus balorum, minutus carborata descendum pantorum.
A little song, a little dance, a little seltzer down your pants.
Tuis pugis pignore!
You bet your bippy!
Quomodo cogis comas tuas sic videri?
How do you get your hair to do that?
Feles mala! Cur cista non uteris? Stramentum novum in ea posui.
Bad kitty! Why don't you use the cat box? I put new litter in it.
Romani quidem artem amatoriam invenerunt.
You know, the Romans invented the art of love.
Neutiquam erro.
I am not lost.
Solum potestis prohibere ignes silvarum.
Only you can prevent forest fires.
Ita erat quando hic adveni.
It was that way when I got here.
Sic hoc adfixum in obice legere potes, et liberaliter educatus et nimis
propinquus ades.
If you can read this bumper sticker, you are very well educated and much too
close.
Hocine bibo aut in eum digitos insero?
Do I drink this or stick my fingers in it?
You can't say that in Latin.
Illiud Latine dici non potest.
But can you say it in ivrit?
CW
>On Sun, 15 Feb 2004 22:46:41 GMT, "Paul" <Pa...@nopsam.com> , wrote:
>
>>Handy Latin Phrases
>>(for those planning on seeing The Passion and need a refresher)
>>
>Not quite yet, but as a pre-emptive strike:
This whole thread seems to have declined into an exercise in
Necrohippoflagellation,
but I could be wrong
I intend to report you to the authorities for beating that horse. And,
no, I don't feel it is a defense that the horse is dead.
FK
Lama sha'alta? Hashavata sh'lo?
Tov sh'lo bekashta al aramayit!
> CW
>
>
this thread is starting to become greek to me.
>this thread is starting to become greek to me.
well, you remember the old adage,
"Beware of gifts bearing Greeks." ;-)
"CW" <ch...@optonline.net> wrote in message
news:NY2Yb.12258$cE3.21...@news4.srv.hcvlny.cv.net...
>
> "Paul" <Pa...@nopsam.com> wrote in message
> news:lFSXb.1576$Hd6...@fe1.columbus.rr.com...
> > Handy Latin Phrases
> > (for those planning on seeing The Passion and need a refresher)
> >
> > Non calor sed umor est qui nobis incommodat.
> > It's not the heat, it's the humidity.
Lo chom, ele lachoot.
> >
> > Di! Ecce hora! Uxor mea me necabit!
> > God, look at the time! My wife will kill me!
> >
Elohim nadarim! Ha sha!. Ishti terog auti!
> > Estne volumen in toga, an solum tibi libet me videre?
> > Is that a scroll in your toga, or are you just happy to see me?
> >
Ma ze? Yesh lecha megillah be toch a tallit shelha? O ata semayach lerot
outi?
> > Cum catapultae proscriptae erunt tum soli proscript catapultas habebunt.
> > When catapults are outlawed, only outlaws will have catapults.
> >
I have no idea what the Hebrew for "catapult" is!
> > Lex clavatoris designati rescindenda est.
> > The designated hitter rule has got to go.
> >
Tidchof ha hoch hamachot.
> > Sona si latine loqueris.
> > Honk if you speak Latin.
> >
Titsaftsef im medebrim ivrit
> > Vacca Foeda!
> > Stupid Cow!
Para metumtemit
> >
> > Re vera, cara mea, mea nil refert.
> > Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn.
> >
Davka, lo ichpat.
>
Fine!
Enough
Mespeek!
I hate transliteration!
Paul
>Handy Latin Phrases
One for our British readers:
Nil Combustibus Pro Fumo - There's no smoke without fire.
(Flanders and Swann)
Regards,
--
David Uri.
davidu...@bigfoot.com (remove VEST to reply)
http://www.daviduri.co.uk
Golly his wife was a gorgeous one in her day!
FK
And the updated phrase, applicable to the many EMail make-money-fast
solicitations:
Beware of geeks bearing grifts!
John W. Vinson jvinson *at* WysardOfInfo *dot* com
On Friday, February 20, 2004 at 15:12:33 (where I live), "Arno Martens" wrote:
> Doesn't Pro Fumo keel 'er over?
We have a town in Australia called "The Entrance" (no doubt because it is on
an entrance to a lake.
The town is about half way between Sydney and Newcastle.
Old joke. If Christine Keeler had one leg in Sydney, and one leg in
Newcastle, where would John Profumo be?
A. The Entrance.
--
Clothes maketh the man; naked people have little or no influence on society.
Running a restaurant in Tel Aviv - or at least she used to.
Interesting. Most people remember Profumo, Christine Keeler and Mandy
Rice-Davies, They remember the names of the philanderers and the sluts,
but very, very few people know the name of the British Prime Minister
at the time.
Don't ask me because I do not know
regards
Ray
Arno Martens wrote:
> On Sat, 21 Feb 2004 05:14:26 +1100, John
> Phillips<flatule...@deadspam.com> , wrote:
>
>>On Friday, February 20, 2004 at 15:12:33 (where I live), "Arno Martens" wrote:
>>
>>
>>>Doesn't Pro Fumo keel 'er over?
>>>
>>We have a town in Australia called "The Entrance" (no doubt because it is on
>>an entrance to a lake.
>>
>>The town is about half way between Sydney and Newcastle.
>>
>>Old joke. If Christine Keeler had one leg in Sydney, and one leg in
>>Newcastle, where would John Profumo be?
>>
>>A. The Entrance.
>>
>
On Saturday, February 21, 2004 at 21:46:43 (where I live), "Ray" wrote:
> They remember the names of the philanderers and the sluts,
> but very, very few people know the name of the British Prime Minister
> at the time.
Ray, I am sure all of us remember at least that idiot Chambermaid.
--
As confused as a baby at a topless bar.
>
> On Saturday, February 21, 2004 at 21:46:43 (where I live), "Ray" wrote:
>
>
>>They remember the names of the philanderers and the sluts,
>>but very, very few people know the name of the British Prime Minister
>>at the time.
>
>
> Ray, I am sure all of us remember at least that idiot Chambermaid.
>
I vaguely recall Harold Mac millan' around