Posted by TheUnlurker on February 28, 2002
In Reply to: Regional Euphamisms for Death posted by TheUnlurker on February 28, 2002
: : When my great grandfather was a cowboy. On his death bed, he held my grandfather's hand and said "I'm going over the Big Ridge. Look after your mama." I doubt the euphamism was his invention, I think it was probably just what they called it at the time - at least on the high plains in the United States. It's an apt metaphor for that part of the country.
: : Anyway, I got to wondering if there were other regional euphamisms for death or dying. Somthing along the lines of "I'll be sleeping with the 'gators" for Florida maybe?
: : And while I'm packing them in, another euphamism I like is "pushing up daisies". I think it's British but I'd be interested in its origin if anyone knows it.
: There is the vicious euphemism "improved the gene pool" favoured by The Darwin Awards.
: Monty Python's the
Parrot Sketch is really just a list of such:
: He's NOT pining - he's passed on!
: This parrot is no more.
: He has ceased to be.
: He's expired and gone to meet his maker.
: It's a stiff.
: Bereft of life, he rests in peace.
: If you hadn't nailed him to the perch, he'd be pushing up the daisies.
: He's off the twig.
: He's shuffled off this mortal coil.
: He's run down the curtain and joined the bleeding choir invisible
: ... ...
: Vis-a-vis the metabolic processes, he's had his lot.
: All statements to the effect that this parrot is still a going concern are henceforth inoperative. This is an EX-parrot.
Ooh-ooh! Simulpostings! They're like busses, no-one posts for days and then fourteen come along all at once.
to make one think to do oneself in.
(Was that English?)