Clara
Rather OT, but this thread of yours reminds me irresistibly of an unpopular and unappealing school chaplain we once had, who in a sermon urging his idea of clean living and one's moral duty to suppress discussion of 'dirty' subjects, produced the immortal cliche "Chuck it, chaps! Let's talk about cricket" which was immediately and rather obviously transmogrified in usage by his audience into "Chuck it, chaps! Let's talk about sex". At the risk of some loss of anonymity, I would mention that I was a class mate of John Cleese - he was the tallest boy in the school and I was second tallest, but I can't now remember what he made of Olly's (Olly for 'oleaginous') line at the time.
And I agree with Pom's reply to you.
Rather OT, but this thread of yours reminds me irresistibly of an unpopular and unappealing school chaplain we once had, who in a sermon urging his idea of clean living and one's moral duty to suppress discussion of 'dirty' subjects, produced the immortal cliche "Chuck it, chaps! Let's talk about cricket" which was immediately and rather obviously transmogrified in usage by his audience into "Chuck it, chaps! Let's talk about sex". At the risk of some loss of anonymity, I would mention that I was a class mate of John Cleese - he was the tallest boy in the school and I was second tallest, but I can't now remember what he made of Olly's (Olly for 'oleaginous') line at the time.
And I agree with Pom's reply to you.