Showing posts with label Tristan Dunning. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tristan Dunning. Show all posts

Saturday, June 21, 2008

Here's hoping Tristan Dunning vanity searches.....

I have been recently surprised, dear reader, to hear the details of a brief exchange which took place on the evening of friday 20/6. Sensitive as I am to my civic duties, and in order to preserve the privacy of the individuals involved I shall refer to the first individual merely as "Person A". As for the second ... I shall refer to them only as "Tristan Dunning". The exchange itself, then, dear reader, went roughly as follows.

Person A:
Hi, so I heard about that article you're going to have published ... congratulations!

Tristan Dunning: Why are you talking to me? I don't speak whore.

Of course, there are many levels on which this exchange appeared, at first sight, perplexing to me. In the first instance, the sentence structure was significantly more sophisticated than I would have thought possible from Mr Dunning1. I suppose, however, that where this exchange was truly world-view-changing for me was in as much as up until now I had been under the impression that, at some point in his life, Tristan had had sex. Assuming, then, that he is speaking the truth ...... this exchange begs a very real question: How? Was a translator involved? Do they communicate merely by his repeatedly placing fifties into their outstretched palms until reluctant acquiescence is achieved?

To any that can answer this most mind-boggling of conundrums, I offer a gold star and a chocolate frog.

1Indeed, while I was not necessarily surprised to learn of his inability to speak whore, it was certainly something of an eye-opener that he could speak English that well.....