What, you don’t have any duct tape to fill in the gap? You’re a bachelor, man! Although if this is for Liz, I guess you might not want to take that approach.
I know. My memories of thirteen years ago don’t include anything like this.
But you and Pastis can still get a Reuben. If you go to a deli, that is.
I don’t know about the license, but maybe Ruthie is selling candy to help out a local toys for tots program. That means she’s an assistant to Santa, which would make her a subordinate Claus[e]. And I’m sure she’s worthy.
I haven’t noticed what “we” usually say (I’d probably say strip, but haven’t really thought about it), but I don’t think we’d be confused by either strip or stripe.
But I’m wondering how he could have misinterpreted putting in the memory chip instead.
As Potrerokid points out, those things you spin around to make a bike go are pedals. But if the inventor sells his invention from door to door, then you could say that he peddles it.
It’s number 5. He used his knowledge of pickpocketing skills to prevent the guy on the other end from getting his sign.
If you google “shrimp on the barbie”, you might find something like this.
Google queries when you don’t get the joke are often worth trying. If you want to get the joke, that is.
The farthest I’ll go in this direction is to shave and get haircuts regularly. If she wants anything more cut off, then you need to find someone else.
Fortunately, in the latest comics, he’s got Liz, who amazingly likes him just the way he is.
Only if they drops their aitches, guv’nor.