Oct 17 2021 | Sunday
Hello, cute creature.
My mother and I were talking about this and that, as she chopped ladies' fingers and I ate roasted chickpeas, in the kitchen. As we separated, I started hiccuping. I walked around for a while waiting for it to stop. She asked me to have some water, so I took a sip but it didn't help.
Still hiccuping, I sat down to work, and hoped the hiccups would cease. Somehow, even while hiccuping, I managed to concentrate on my work.
Afterwards, I went to look for my mother to tell her something. As I entered the room, the lights were out and she was lying down for her afternoon nap. I didn't want to disturb her. I was about to, quietly, leave the room when I hiccuped, of course, and she opened her eyes and, with a slightly raised head and extended arms, asked me to take a nap too, so I, naturally, did what was the best thing to do in that moment—bolted out of the room.
The hiccups made me want to come up with a pun. I came up with one almost immediately but it wasn't funny enough. I knew I could do better so I kept thinking about it. Finally, two days later, while I was doodling cups, I came up with this pun—what's a male cup called? A he-cup.
Oh by the way, the scientific term for hiccup is singultus derived from the Latin word "singult" which means "to catch one's breath while sobbing." That's it for today, you can go play now.
Thank you for reading.
Sahar Afreen
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