I never saw a purple cow;
I never hope to see one;
but I can tell you anyhow;
I'd rather see than be one!
Ah, yes, I wrote the "Purple Cow"—
I'm Sorry, now, I wrote it;
But I can tell you Anyhow
I'll Kill you if you Quote it!
Not only a delicious poem but also the delicious combination of grape juice and vanilla ice cream or milk. See also Drinks, Poetry.
Creating new and excellent jobs for centuries, namely the person who gets to interview and hire them.
Very similar to ninjas: They dress in black and move undetected unless someone is about to swear, at which point they materialize and glare, causing the offender to chose another word, such as love biscuits. They are masters of a weapon, namely the ruler. See also Christian.
Nothing says class like a silent r. Extra points if you say it with an Appalachian accent. See also White Trash.
I mean really, they come by every year; we ARE used to it. I think we've realized that they're here and they're queer.
Usefully employed with soups. See also Hair.