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26-11-15, 10:57 AM
Try saying this fast.

I am not the pheasant plucker,
I'm the pheasant plucker's mate.
I am only plucking pheasants
Because the pheasant plucker's late.(rofl)

26-11-15, 11:32 AM
Lol, I like that one pf!

"It's hard to say what my girlfriend does...she sells sea shells by the sea shore."
(Jimmy car)

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26-11-15, 12:19 PM
or when tackling such a tongur twister do what I do and deliberately go for the filthy option just to get a giggle

26-11-15, 03:35 PM
You gotta love the complete song

Hope it isn't too risque for this forum, don't want to annoy the Purple haired boss lady

The Pheasant Plucking Song

Me husband is a keeper, he's a very busy man,
I try to understand him and I help him all I can,
But sometimes of an evening I feel a trifle dim,
All alone and plucking pheasants when I'd rather pluck with him.

I'm not the pheasant plucker,
I'm the pheasant plucker's mate
And I'm only plucking pheasants
Cos the pheasant plucker's late.

I'm not good at plucking pheasants, pheasant plucking I get stuck,
Though some peasants find it pleasant I'd much rather pluck a duck,
Oh, but plucking geese is gorgeous, I can pluck a goose with ease
But plucking pheasants is sheer torture, for they haven't any grease.

I'm not the pheasant plucker,
He has gone out on the tiles,
He only plucked one pheasant
And I'm sitting here with piles.

You have to pluck them fresh, if they're fresh it's not unpleasant,
I knew a man in Dunstable, could pluck a frozen pheasant.
They say the village constable has pheasant plucking sessions
With the vicar of a Sunday 'twixt the first and second lessons.

I'm not the pheasant plucker,
I'm the pheasant plucker's son,
And I'm only plucking pheasants
Till the pheasant plucker's come.

My good friend Godfrey's most adept, he's really got the knack,
He likes to have a pheasant plucked before he hits the sack.
I try and lend a helping hand, I gather up the feathers,
It's really all this pheasant plucking keeps us here together.

I'm not the pheasant plucker,
I'm the pheasant plucker's friend,
And I'm only plucking pheasants
As a means unto an end.

Me husband's in the woods all day, a-banging with his gun,
If he could hear me heartfelt cries, then surely he would run,
For I've fluff in all me crannies and there's feathers up me nose,
And I'm itchin' in the kitchin' from me head down to me toes.

I'm not the pheasant plucker,
I'm the pheasant plucker's wife,
And when we pluck together
It's a pheasant plucking life!

26-11-15, 05:00 PM

26-11-15, 06:31 PM
I saw a seagull sitting on an isoceles triangle (one from my youth)

27-11-15, 01:37 PM
Here is a good one.

Have to say it really fast though and out loud.

One smart fellow; he felt smart.
Two smart fellows; they felt smart.
Three smart fellows; they all felt smart.

27-11-15, 06:37 PM
One I can remember from my guide days -
one bug bleed blue blood, while the other bug bleed black.
One photographer photographed another photographers back.
One hedgehog edged up the hedge, while another hedgehog edged down.
There is another line but I can't remember it.