‘Classic’ Tweets
I have a Twitter account. It is @hahildebrand. These are some of the things I have written on there at some point (or, earlier, under the @juniorministers account). If you would like to follow me, that would be lovely. And if you’d like to repeat any of these things – ie, to look cool to your friends/enemies etc – please attribute ‘em to me. Thanks, pals. I’ll probably update this every now and then.
Those Tweets, then.
– Get reincarnated or die trying.
- The opposite of Schindler’s List is Juno.
– With an abacus, size doesn’t matter. It’s what you do with it that counts.
– I know Jordan in the biblical sense. (ie I read half-truths and lies written about her by people who weren’t actually there at the time.)
– I’d rather be burned as a whom, than a which.
– Clothes maketh the man. Children maketh the clothes.
– If you are afraid of being murdered, try this: stab yourself once a day, every day. Over time you will build up an immunity.
– When life gives you lemonade, make lemonadeade.
– Sometimes I think I’m looking back on the shark attack with rose tinted glasses, but then I remember all the blood in my snorkel mask.
– Can’t remember what’s worse – racism, or sexism? Help a brother out, bitches.
– My 80s skincare regime included a LOT of axelfoleyating.
– Cyclopses come from that one island.
– Skewering hypocritical public figures is not the job of the satirist. It’s the job of the avenging moralistic cannibal kebab shop owner.
- Police discovered the location of the glory hole thanks to an anonymous tip.
– Nuns are birds of pray.
– Laugh, and the world laughs with you. Breakdance unexpectedly, and the world looks on in fuckin’ awe.
– I am wearing a smoking jacket, smoking shirt, and smoking trousers. I have been badly burned.
– Give a man a fish and he will live for a day. Fill a submarine with fish and there will be hell to pay, young man.
– The thing about islands is water.
– If you can’t beat them, join them. They’ll present a larger and less mobile target. Then beat them.
– You say ‘tomato’. I say ‘tomato’. We both work for the Tomato Promotions Council.
– In the wild west, gangs of unruly youths would often go around letting the air out of horses’ legs.
– I’m going to run it up the flagpole and see who goes to war and dies for it.
– Q. What is a Mole? A. A Vole on crutches.
– I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth. My mother was a kleptomaniac.
– When Great Britain wears something sheer, everyone can see its coastline.
– On a romantic date, maintain eye contact at all times, including during the film.
– Shot through the heart, and you’re to blame. You give clay pigeon shooting a bad name.
– Q. Why did the chicken read The Road? A. A friend had recommended it as the chicken had previously enjoyed Blood Meridian.
– The trouble with putting your best foot forward is the awkward conversation with the other foot.
– 93% of people deserve to have their nipples clamped, according to sadistics.
– The most impractical mythological creature was the horsemanship.
– In the olden days, when the letter S looked like an F, Sunday was Funday. But they also fucked ice lollies, so there’s that.
– They call it anal sex because everything has to go in exactly the right place.
– I like my women the way I like my chicken: intensively reared.
– Humans are the animal that find it hardest to get to sleep (not counting sheep).
– No Nanny McWin, no Nanny McPhee.
– “That’s just semantics,” she insisted. “No, that’s just some antics,” he countered.
– I like to send get well soon cards to people who live in arid areas.
– ”Ho ho ho, my sex is on fire” – Kings of Noel
– Shakespeare walks into a bar and the barman says ‘You’re bard’ and Shakespeare goes nuts, glassing like 6 guys before the cops arrive
– The penguin is mightier than the swordguin.
– I wish the Mission:Impossible films were about priests failing to convert natives who have a strong, vibrant tradition of secular humanism.
– When the Village People left their village, the remaining villagers had to look elsewhere for many essential services.
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