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As your version makes clear, the speaker is, consciously or unconsciously, politely taking the blame for forgetting the other's name, even though it is quite likely that the other never revealed it in the first place.
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Isn't that just the american pronunciation of 'terrified'?
Are you suggesting that Trump or his advisors lack the intellectual capacity to make a play on 'tariff'? His statement clearly lays claim to this linguistic witticism.
"Let them eat cake". Commonly attributed to Queen Marie Antoinette, there is no record of her having said it. Instead it appears in book six of Jean-Jacques Rousseau's autobiography, "Confessions". Oh to have so many volumes. Recently resurrected by a bloke who speaks like he has a damp flannel in his mouth and has far less charisma than a depressed vole with something of the night about it. I am not one who has ever had the intolerance not to grind through all the interminable gears. Ideally one does chomp through gateaux for so long that it sends others at the table mad and any dignity they ever had goes awol. They will ultimately disgrace themselves with a childish blurt that loses the tentative support of an additional 10% of people. While the main aim is a genuine seeking of jaw jaw whatever the gross ambitions of sundry bogus others alongside personal dalliances, in this way wars are lost or won.
"Croydon cat killer":
For three long years, an irrefutable truth, much as in the times when the earth was, without question, flat. It transpires it was simply foxes, certainly Russian, who had the Novichok.
"Let them eat cake". Commonly attributed to Queen Marie Antoinette, there is no record of her having said it. Instead it appears in book six of Jean-Jacques Rousseau's autobiography, "Confessions". Oh to have so many volumes. Recently resurrected by a bloke who speaks like he has a damp flannel in his mouth and far less charisma than a depressed vole with something of the night about it. I am not one who has ever had the intolerance not to grind through all the interminable gears. Ideally one does chomp through gateaux for so long that it sends others at the table mad and any dignity they ever had goes awol. They will ultimately disgrace themselves with a childish blurt that loses the tentative support of an additional 10% of people. While the main aim is a genuine seeking of jaw jaw whatever the gross ambitions of sundry bogus others alongside personal dalliances, in this way wars are lost or won.
"Croydon cat killer":
For three long years, an irrefutable truth, much as in the times when the earth was, without question, flat. It transpires it was simply foxes, certainly Russian, who had the Novichok.
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