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I like Captain Custard's trusty sidekick, Dilatant Dog. |
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When you say "can communicate with mayonnaise" does
that mean that he can speak to mayonnaise and
understand what the mayo is saying when it responds, or
do you mean that he communicates *using* mayonnaise
(by writing or drawing pictures with it, for instance)? |
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Hey, that would be a garden path sentence if it were possible to do either. But I think Captain Mayonnaise regularly does both: |
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"It's a message."
"From whom?"
"Wait!" He sticks his finger in a capital M and licks it. "It's from Captain Mayonnaise!"
"Read it!"
"It says, 'My mayonnaise jar told me you two are in trouble!'"
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[hippo]: I used to date her. |
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Comme les Batman and Robin... could we have Captain Mayonnaise and Lieutenant Salad Cream? (This may not mean much to those outside the UK; Salad Cream is like mayo but a bit more yellow, a cheap alternative that still tastes passable on chips (fries), and obviously salad.) |
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[hippo]: Not much to tell; the breath thing became an issue. |
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[angel]: Ah. My wife complains about garlic too. (Her, shying away from kissing me): "Did you have garlic for lunch?". (Me): "Well, there were some whole roast garlic cloves in the salad I had..." |
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[lewisgirl]: The Yank version is Miracle Whip. As in: "If you think it can whip mayonnaise...it's a miracle." |
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