I had to think about the chocolate kettle, but after some sleep and some coffee I think I have it figured out.. A kettle made from chocolate that will melt when put on the fire.
When a police officer reversed his patrol car into the back of my car, I told him that he was as much use as t*ts on a bull. That confused him and he asked me to explain !!!!!!!!! Made me wonder whether crass stupidity is an entry requirement for the British police:D
Back to chicken sh*t, I guess I did a good job explaining, she now calls my pup chicken sh*t when he hears a loud noise and runs back into the house.
Sorry to hijack your thread. That was chicken sh*t of me! I thought the underlying purpose of the thread was anecdotes about explaining foreigner slang and metaphors to our mates. So how bout that chicken sh*t? Tell us more!
sh*t may be the most powerful word in the English language: You can be shitfaced, be sh*t out of luck, or have sh*t for brains. With a little effort you can get your sh*t together, find a place for your sh*t, or decide to sh*t or get off the pot. You can smoke sh*t, buy sh*t, sell sh*t, lose sh*t, find sh*t, forget sh*t, or tell others to eat sh*t and die. You can sh*t or go blind, have a sh*t fit or just sh*t your life away. People can be shitheaded, shitbrained, shitblinded, and shitover. Some people know their sh*t, while others can’t tell the difference between sh*t and shineola. There are lucky shits, dumb shits, crazy shits, and sweet shits. There is bull sh*t, horse sh*t, and chicken sh*t. You can throw sh*t, sling sh*t, catch sh*t, or duck when sh*t hits the fan. You can take a sh*t, give a sh*t or serve sh*t on a shingle. You can find yourself in deep sh*t, or be happier than a pig in sh*t. Some days are colder than sh*t, some days are hotter than sh*t and some Days are just shitty. Some music sounds like sh*t, things look like sh*t, and there are times when you feel like sh*t. You can have too much sh*t, not enough sh*t, the right sh*t, the Wrong sh*t, or alot of weird sh*t. You can carry sh*t, have a mountain of sh*t , or find yourself upshitcreek without a paddle. Sometimes everything you touch turns to sh*t and other times you swim in a lake of sh*t and come out smelling like a rose. sh*t! When you stop to consider all the facts, it’s the basic building block of creation. And remember:once you know your sh*t,you don’t need to know anything else. :D
