“She’s dead, wrapped in plastic.”
“What is your childhood trauma?”
Well there are classic lines, and then there’s classic wordplay. Now, I’ve read a book or two so I know that Lewis Carroll really was the master of wordplay.
“If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is because everything would be what it isn’t. And contrary-wise; what it is it wouldn’t be, and what it wouldn’t be, it would. You see?”
But to generations of kids who grew up with black and white TV the size of the local football stadium and would literally ROTFL, without an iPhone or Xbox in sight, at the verbal vaudevillian shenanigans of Abbott and Costello and their classic “who’s on first” routine.
Please note, if you’re short on time or have any form of ADHD you might want to scroll to the end of the text and straight to the video. The rest of you, roll up your sleeves, get a snack and cider and dig in–it’s long, but worth it.
Abbott: Well, Costello, I’m going to New York with you. Bucky Harris the Yankee’s manager gave me a job as coach for as long as you’re on the team.
Costello: Look Abbott, if you’re the coach, you must know all the players.
Abbott: I certainly do.
Costello: Well you know I’ve never met the guys. So you’ll have to tell me their names, and then I’ll know who’s playing on the team.
Abbott: Oh, I’ll tell you their names, but you know it seems to me they give these ball players now-a-days very peculiar names.
Costello: You mean funny names?