I want to post pages and pages of inane chit-chat because...

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Chitchat
Etymology: reduplication of chat

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Chit-chat
Meaning: Casual smalltalk or gossip.

Origin:
This is just a reduplication of chat, which is itself a diminutive form of chatter, which has been with us as both a noun and a verb since the 13th century. The two-way, conversational nature of chit-chat is alluded to in the 'to and fro' sound of the term, as in tick-tock and see-saw.

It is recorded in two separate citations from 1710. Firstly, in Samuel Palmer's Moral essays on some of the most curious English, Scotch, and foreign proverbs:

"'Tis the custom of foolish people ... in their chit chat to be always biting people's reputation behind their back."

Secondly, in a piece by Sir Richard Steele, in edition 197 of The Tatler:

"If Ralph had Learning added to the common Chit-Chat of the Town."
 
I'm on a comedown from downhill mountain biking...(no pun intended)

I was high on adrenaline for a while, now I'm sleepy...

I should prob'ly fuck off to bed, but the internet is addictive.

skaught said:
I like cheese too. But I am lactose intolerant :( so I can't eat it. It makes me sad.
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Same here. Dairy makes me have an episode like a petit mal seizure. I'll go like a zombie. My mum and I thought I might have minor epilepsy...actually it was the fuckin' milk and Dubliner cheese. O.O
 
Hmm!
Inane babble.

O.K if you insist.
I'm having a mildly disturbing but quite funny day.
It's nearly 5 P.M and I'm still hungover ( a mate's fiftieth last night). It was a dress up affair, Racegoing theme.
I was in top hat and tails, Spud Empress was dead sexy in her black silk designer dress.
It was a fantastic night but as is my wont, I hit the turps a bit hard.
All was fine until the shots came out and I got a bit messy.
The Spud Empress is reminding me of my indiscretions as the day goes by. A few apologies will apparently be required. I have very, very little recollection of said events but it seems I got a bit excitable and my walking cane (prop) became my object of amusement.
What's really pissing me off is that my best work was missed,.. by ME! One of my pet hates.
One of my pet hates.
 
Damn! I forgot to subscribe to this thread! :( I've been missing all the fun!
 
Spud Emperor said:
Hmm!
Inane babble.

O.K if you insist.
I'm having a mildly disturbing but quite funny day.
It's nearly 5 P.M and I'm still hungover ( a mate's fiftieth last night). It was a dress up affair, Racegoing theme.
I was in top hat and tails, Spud Empress was dead sexy in her black silk designer dress.
It was a fantastic night but as is my wont, I hit the turps a bit hard.
All was fine until the shots came out and I got a bit messy.
The Spud Empress is reminding me of my indiscretions as the day goes by. A few apologies will apparently be required. I have very, very little recollection of said events but it seems I got a bit excitable and my walking cane (prop) became my object of amusement.
What's really pissing me off is that my best work was missed,.. by ME! One of my pet hates.
One of my pet hates.
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For some reason reading this story reminded of the scene from dumb and dumber. Remember when they went to that dinner in their tuxes and hit eachother in the back of the knees with their canes. :D
 
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