Dansk er en svær en

Anatomisk set må danskerne være noget af et folkefærd; De kan løbe med benene på nakken, hoppe på tungen, have sommerfugle i maven og sluge kameler. 

Den stakkels mand, der ikke kan få den pige han gerne vil ha’ bliver brændt af.Går det hele skævt for en, så brænder lokummet.

Og hvis der er en person, man helst ikke vil have med at gøre, er der barske muligheder: Man kan gøre kål på ham eller slå hånden af ham. 

Modsætninger er heller ikke altid logiske.Tænk f.eks. på ro kontra uro, men ukrudt er ikke det modsatte af krudt, og ligeledes har noder og unoder ikke meget med hinanden at gøre. Er man imod EU er man modstander, men er man for er man ikke forstander.

En kvindelig tjenestemand er ikke det samme som en tjenestepige. 

At være kørt over betyder noget andet end at være overkørt, og et trin op er ikke lig med et optrin.

Når en person betegnes som lunefuld, betyder det ikke, at vedkommende er fuld af lune.

Det modsatte af ens overmand betegnes ikke som ens undermand, og siger man, at en person er intetsigende, behøver det ikke at betyde, at personen ikke siger noget. 

Og hvor er logikken, når man har lært remsen “gammel, ældre, ældst”, når man så finder ud af, at en ældre mand faktisk er yngre end en gammel mand, og en yngre mand er ældre end en ung mand?

Et større firma er i virkeligheden mindre end et stort firma. 

I grammatikken er man heller ikke konsekvent.Efter et lille tillægsord i intetkøn tilføjes et t, som f.eks. “et fladt tag”, “et blåt hus”. Men man siger ikke et gladt menneske og et lillat hus. Små udgaver af dyr betegnes ofte med udgangen: -ling, som i gæsling, ælling osv. – men hvorfor er en musling så ikke en lille mus?

Women…

Three women all die in a car crash and go to Heaven on the same day. They are waiting at the pearly gates when St. Peter arrives and greets them.

“Welcome to Heaven, ladies. There is only one rule here in Heaven: don’t step on the ducks.”

The women each look at each other with confusion. St. Peter opens the gate and sure enough, there are thousands of tiny ducks covering the ground.

The first woman goes in and lasts a week before stepping on a duck. St. Peter appears out of nowhere with the ugliest man she has ever seen and handcuffs them together.

He says, “This is your punishment for stepping on a duck. You are now stuck with this man for all eternity,” and disappears.

The second woman lasts for a month before finally stepping on a duck. The same thing happens again. St. Peter arrives with the ugliest man she has ever seen, handcuffs them together, explains what has happened and leaves.

The third woman continues to enjoy Heaven for years and years, never stepping on a duck. Suddenly, St. Peter pops up out of nowhere with the most gorgeous man she has ever seen. He handcuffs them together, and without saying a word, leaves.

The woman looks up at the man, bats her eyelashes and says, “Gee, I wonder what I did to deserve you.”

He slowly looks down at her and says, “I don’t know what you did, but I stepped on a duck.”

Adam and Eva

After three weeks in the Garden of Eden, God came to visit Eve. “So, how is everything going?” inquired God.

“It is all so beautiful, God,” she replied, “the sunrises and sunsets are breathtaking, the smells, the sights, everything is wonderful, but I have just one problem. It is these breasts you have given me. The middle one pushes the other two out and I am constantly knocking them with my arms, catching them on branches and snagging them on bushes. They are a real pain,” reported Eve.

And Eve went on to tell God that since many other parts of her body came in pairs, such as her limbs, eyes, ears, etc., she felt that having only two breasts might leave her body more “symmetrically balanced,” as she put it.

That is a fair point,” replied God, “but it was my first shot at this, you know. I gave the animals six breasts, so I figured that you needed only half of those, but I see that you are right. I will fix it up right away.”

And God reached down, removed the middle breast and tossed it into the bushes.

Three weeks passed and God once again visited Eve in the Garden of Eden.

“Well, Eve, how is my favorite creation?”

“Just fantastic,” she replied, “but for one oversight on your part. You see, all the animals are paired off. The ewe has a ram and the cow has her bull; all the animals have a mate except me. I feel so alone.”

God thought for a moment and said, “You know, Eve, you are right. How could I have overlooked this? You do need a mate and I will immediately create a man from a part of you. Now let’s see…. where did I put that useless boob?”

Now, doesn’t THAT make more sense than that bull about the rib?