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Slup of the ting !

One of my friends is a master at what another friend has named “shuffling”. It is a slip of the tongue (or ‘slup of the ting’ for more fun :D). She does it quite frequently and thus retains the title “shuffling queen” for life !

In fact, we have this joke that if you happen to be sitting next to her or opposite her, you too will “shuffle”.

My today’s “shuffle” was quite funny. I was talking to L, another dear friend, and I wanted to say “poori chhutti”, but in a hurry I said “putti” ! We laughed uproariously.

Some of us also repeatedly use one particular word for another. A colleague R invariably says “hygienic” instead of “healthy” and on being corrected, argues that if it is hygienic, it leads to healthy ! Really ?!

I too have my repertoire :) Many times I catch myself about to say “in the morning” when I want to say “in childhood”. The scariest / funniest (depends on your perspective) is when I catch myself in the nick of the time about to say “alive” instead of “awake” ! Just imagine asking this question (which once I have actually asked a friend when she asked me if I could go to her house to play), “Is your Mom alive ?” ! Being my true friend (bless you D!) she burst out laughing instead of taking offence :D

So, what are your ‘patented’ slups of the ting ?


Seema Smile said…
LOL! This reminds me of my friend B whose B-isms I had posted by the dozen in my old blog. One of her pearls of wisdom is "Food is the stomach to a man's heart"
The Wanderer said…
"Food is the..." Priceless ! :))))))))
Anonymous said…
Ah i once mixed to of my frnds names..
Pankaj and Sameer became Paneer :P
The Wanderer said…
@ Shaiz: :))))))))))))))))))
aanand said…
hhaha..i like this.even i have a frd who does it often. sometimes i do it too.

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