Wonder no more! Well if they’re famous, anyway.
The Name Engine will pronounce the names of famous people so you can learn how to say a name properly.
Here’s a good example of a name that might be hard to pronounce properly:
Language
Bad grammar
These sentences are all wrong:
- “The committee will consist of Bob, Mr. Parsons, and myself.”
- “Clearly, this person didn’t know what they were doing.”
- “If I was rich, I’d buy lots and lots of pants.”
- “ The mall Santa reported that needy, sad children “literally tear his heart out.”
How would you pronounce this kid’s name?
Here’s the text from the picture:
<RetardedMonkey> How would you pronounce this child’s name?
<RetardedMonkey> She spells her name….. “Le-a”
<RetardedMonkey> This child attends a school in Livingston Parish, LA..
<RetardedMonkey> Her mother is irate because everyone is getting her name wrong.
<RetardedMonkey> She says it’s pronounced……………..
<RetardedMonkey> “Ledasha”
<RetardedMonkey> When the Mother was asked how in the world did she figured it should be pronounced that way……. she said….
<RetardedMonkey> …”cause the dash don’t be silent!”
<RetardedMonkey> English language is gone forever
886 palindromes
A palimdrom is a word, phrase or sentence that reads the same backwards and forwards. Here are just a few:
- A dog! A panic in a pagoda!
- A nut for a jar of tuna.
- A pre-war dresser drawer, Pa.
- A Santa dog lived as a devil god at NASA.
- A Santa spit taboo bat tips at NASA.
- A Santa taps Pat at NASA.
- A Toyota. Race fast, safe car. A Toyota
- A Toyota’s a Toyota.
- Are we not drawn onward, we few, drawn onward to new era?
- Borrow or rob?
- But Anita sat in a tub.
- Dammit, I’m Mad.
- Derek, I like red!
- Diana saw Dr. Awkward was an aid.
- Did Hannah say as Hannah did?
- Did Joe kill like O.J. did?
- Do geese see God?
- Draw, O coward.
Drowsy baby’s word. - Go hang a salami, I’m a lasagna hog.
- God saw I was dog.
- No garden, one dragon.
- Rise to vote, sir.
- Sit on a potato pan, Otis.
- T. Eliot nixes sex in toilet.
- Tulsa night life: filth, gin, a slut.
- Was it a car or a cat I saw?
- Was it Eliot’s toilet I saw?
Euphemisms for that ‘time of the month’
- Shark Week
- A visit from Captain Bloodsnatch
- Riding the cotton pony
- The dot
- “Are you womaning today?”
- TOM (time of month)
- Moon Blood
- Red Tide
- MAN THE TAMPOONS!
- Trolling for vampires
- I’m going fishing
- Curse Of Eve
- Surfing the red
- baby free week
- my wife started using “Blobbing” recently
- Up on blocks
- Valencia Tomato Fight Festival
- The face-painter is in town
- falling to communism
- The elevator from The Shining
- my ex would say she’s closed for maintainance
- Scott Joplin Memorial Week (Inventor of ragtime)
- Being Benched
- rebooting
- Visit from Aunt Ruby
- she’s got the painters in
- visit from Aunt Flo
- bloody mary!
Learn a new language to stay young
From The Brain Book
Being fluent in two languages, particularly from childhood, enhances cognitive skills and might also protect against the onset of dementia and other age-related cognitive decline.
One reason for this could be that speaking a second language builds more connections between neurons.
Studies show bilingual adults have denser grey matter, especially in the part of the brain where language and communication skills are controlled.
The increased density was most pronounced in people who learned a second language before the age of five.
The Anagram Hall of Fame
Internet Anagram Server = Isn’t rearrangement rave?
Dormitory = Dirty Room
Dictionary = Indicatory
Schoolmaster = The classroom
Elvis = Lives
Listen = Silent
Clint Eastwood = Old West Action
Madam Curie = Radium came
A telephone girl = Repeating “Hello”
Western Union = No Wire Unsent
The country side = No City Dust Here
Evangelist = Evil’s Agent
Astronomers = Moon starers / No more stars
Postmaster = Stamp Store
A telescope = To see place
The eyes = They see
The cockroach = Cook, catch her
Waitress = A stew, Sir?
The centenarians = I can hear ten “tens”
Desperation = A rope ends it
I run to escape = A persecution
The Morse Code = Here Come Dots
The Meaning of Life = The fine game of nil
Slot Machines = Cash Lost in’em
Conversation = Voices Rant On
Disraeli = I lead, Sir.
Clothespins = So let’s pinch
Mr. Mojo risin’ = Jim Morrison
(from the Doors song, “L.A. Woman”)
The Great New York Rapid Transit Tunnel = Giant work in street, partly underneath
Florence Nightingale = Nigel, Fetch an Iron Leg / Flit on Cheering Angel
MacDonalds = Clam and Sod
Darling I love you = leaving your idol / Avoiding our yell
Butterfly = Flutter-by
Heavy Rain? = Hire a Navy!
Tom Cruise = So I’m Cuter
Animosity = Is No Amity
Mother-in-law = Woman Hitler
Funeral = Real Fun
Protectionism = Nice to imports
A domesticated animal = Docile, as a man Tamed it
The Railroad Train = Hi! I Rattle and Roar
The Hilton = Hint: Hotel
A Rolling Stone Gathers No Moss = Stroller on Go, Amasses Nothing
Sunshine and Shadow = Show in Sun and Shade
The Check is in the Mail = Claim “Heck, I sent it (heh)”
The United States Bureau of Fisheries = I Raise the Bass to Feed Us in the Future
Snooze Alarms = Alas! No More Z’s
Vacation Times = I’m Not as Active
Software = Swear Oft
Sycophant = Acts phony
Silicon Graphics = A Long Chip Crisis / Can logic ship, sir? / Gosh, sir, I can clip!
Alec Guinness = Genuine Class
The Detectives = Detect Thieves
The Hospital Ambulance = A Cab, I Hustle to Help Man
Semolina = Is No Meal
The United States of America = Attaineth its cause, freedom
Christmas tree = Search, Set, Trim
A Gentleman = Elegant Man
Presbyterians = Best In Prayers = Britney Spears
The Public Art Galleries = Large Picture Halls, I Bet
A Decimal Point = I’m a Dot in Place
The Earthquakes = That Queer Shake
Salman Rushdie = Read, Shun Islam
Martin Scorsese = Screen is a storm
Barbie doll = I’ll bare bod / Babe I’d roll / Liberal bod
Student Information Processing Board = Computation Transgression Forbidden
Statue of Liberty = Built to Stay Free
Eleven plus two = Twelve plus one
Patrick Stewart = A Crap Trek Twist
Mel Gibson = Bong Smile
Admirer = Married
Indomitableness = Endless ambition
New York Times = Monkeys write / Monkey writes
Television programming = Permeating living rooms
David Letterman = Nerd amid late TV
Howard Stern = Retard shown
Contradiction = Accord not in it
Debit card = Bad credit
God save us all = Salvaged soul
Thanks Mike F
Analogies and metaphors
These are analogies and metaphors found in college essays.
Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two other sides gently compressed by a thigh master.
His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.
He spoke with wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.
She grew on him like E. coli and he was room temperature Canadian beef.
She had a deep throaty genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before he throws up.
Her vocabulary was as bad, as, like, whatever.
He was as tall as a six foot three inch tree.
The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife’s infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge free ATM.
The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn’t.
McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a hefty bag filled with vegetable soup.
collegeHouse-Rules-Dorm-Posters.jpgFrom the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie surreal quality, like when you’re on vacation in another city and Jeopardy comes on at 7 pm instead of 7:30.
Her hair glistened in the rain like nose hair after a sneeze.
The hailstones leaped up off the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease.
Long separated by cruel fate, the star crossed lovers raced across a grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph.
They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resemble Nancy Kerrigan’s teeth.
John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.
He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant and she was the east river.
Even in his last years, grandpappy had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut.
Shots rang out, as shots are wont to do.
The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work.
The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.
“Oh, Jason, take me!” she panted, her breasts heaving like a college freshman on $1-a-beer night.
He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame. Maybe from stepping on a landmine or something.
The Ballerina rose gracefully en pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.
It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids with power tools.
He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.
She was as easy as the TV guide crossword.
Her eyes were like limpid pools, only they had forgotten to put in any pH cleanser.
She walked into my office like a centipede with 98 missing legs.
Her voice had that tense grating quality, like a generation thermal paper fax machine that needed a band tightening.
It hurt the way your tongue hurts after you accidentally staple it to the wall.