For all the other Pollys in the world, another reason to love Paris.
Rue Parrot in the 12th arrondissement.
And no Polly-wanna-cracker jokes.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
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4 comments:
Yes, we've all heard it so many times before. I actually specify that my name is "Polly, like Polly Wanna Cracker" nowadays, because everyone wants to spell it "Paulie." ( ?)
Polly in Ohio
I am surprised that sign is still there and not in your home as a fun decoration! He, he.
Polly,
I get the "Paulie" question all the time in the states. Of course, in France, they think it is "poli," which means polite!
Lady Jicky,
I of course was sorely tempted but good citizen that I am will have to remain content with the photo of the sign...
And here is a parrot column from last weekend's NYTimes, and bless him, the author didn't use the word Polly once!
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/10/12/books/review/Gottlieb-t.html?_r=1&oref=slogin
When I was 12 (long, long ago), I saw a parrot at the Minnesota Zoo aviary. I innocently asked, "Polly want a cracker?" The bird replied, "Shut up."
"What did you say?" I asked, astonished.
"You're stupid," said the bird.
In my defense, I was 12. But the bird taught me a valuable lesson.
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