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Use of the word "Russian"
- Thread starter WyndmoorDude
- Start date
ah Granny used to sing a little song when we were small about this,
мышка, мышка, на зуб репный, дай мне костяной да крепкий,
which is like "mousiymousiy, come to take this turnip tooth, and bring me a strong one of bone!"
The best part is that before that evening, we were to place the tooth in some place that a mouse might like to find a tooth. In the place we stayed in the camp, the room had this slit in the wood floor, and we would all drop our teeth in there. My sister was old enough to have lost her whole set of primary during that time, and of course a few generations lived there in the prison camp before we did, so there must be hundreds of dead childrens' teeth under those floorboards! Imagine some day in the future archaeologists will dig this up and suspect that the prison camp was some kind of childrens' concentration camp or something!
Maybe Granny knew of a song for us mongers to sing when we discover a big set of boobies we'd like to jizz on
мышка, мышка, на зуб репный, дай мне костяной да крепкий,
which is like "mousiymousiy, come to take this turnip tooth, and bring me a strong one of bone!"
The best part is that before that evening, we were to place the tooth in some place that a mouse might like to find a tooth. In the place we stayed in the camp, the room had this slit in the wood floor, and we would all drop our teeth in there. My sister was old enough to have lost her whole set of primary during that time, and of course a few generations lived there in the prison camp before we did, so there must be hundreds of dead childrens' teeth under those floorboards! Imagine some day in the future archaeologists will dig this up and suspect that the prison camp was some kind of childrens' concentration camp or something!
Maybe Granny knew of a song for us mongers to sing when we discover a big set of boobies we'd like to jizz on