Dec
15
skriven av: Peacock kl:18:15, 2009
| Nescio quid dicas |
I don’t know what you’re talking about |
| Nemo hic adest illius nominis |
There is no one here by that name |
| Ita erat quando hic adveni. |
It was that way when I got here |
| Nihil declarandum |
I have nothing to declare |
| Raptus regaliter |
Royally screwed |
| Ut si! | As if! |
| Vescere bracis meis |
Eat my shorts style=’mso-spacerun:yes’> |
| Re vera, potas bene |
Say, you sure are drinking a lot |
| Noli me vocare. Ego te vocabo. |
Don’t call me. I’ll call you. |
| Nihil curo de ista tua stulta superstitione |
I’m not interested in your dopey religious cult |
| Canis meus id comedit |
My dog ate it |
| Die dulci freure |
Have a nice day |
| Fac ut vivas |
Get a life |
| Fac me cocleario vomere! |
Gag me with a spoon! |
| Recedite, plebes! Gero rem imperialem |
Stand aside, little people! I am here on official business |
| Catapultam habeo. Nisi pecuniam omnem mihi dabris, ad caput tuum saxum immane mittam. |
I have a catapult. Unless you give me all of your money, I will fling an enormous rock at your head. |
| Utinam barbari spatioum proprium tuum invadant |
May barbarians invade your personal space |
| Quo signo nata es? |
What’s your sign? |
| Romani quidem artem amatoriam invenerunt… |
You know, the Romans invented the art of love… |
| Te audire no possum. Musa sapientum fixa est in aure. |
I can’t hear you. I have a banana in my ear. |
| Utinam coniurati te in foro interficiant |
May conspirators assasinate you in the hall |
| Magister mundi sum! |
I am the master of the universe! |
| Non sum pisces |
I am not a fish |
| Radix lecti |
Couch potato |
| Quantum materiae materietur marmota monax si marmota monax materiam possit materiari? |
How much wood would a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood? |
| Unitam logica falsa tuam philosophiam totam suffodiant |
May faulty logic undermine your entire philosophy |
| Cogito ergo sum |
I think, therefore I am |
| Cogito ergo doleo |
I think, therefore I am depressed |
| Senito aliquos togatos contra me conspirare |
I think some people in togas are plotting against me |
| Vah! Denuone latine loquebar? Me ineptum. Interdum modo elabitur. style=’mso-spacerun:yes’> |
Oh! Was I speaking Latin again? Silly me. Sometimes it just sort of slips out. style=’mso-spacerun:yes’> |
| Nihili est - in vita priore ego imperator romanus fui style=’mso-spacerun:yes’> |
That’s nothing; in a previous life I was a Roman Emperor |
| Aio, quantitas magna frumentorum est |
Yes, that is a very large amount of corn |
| Perscriptio in manibus tabellariorum est |
The cheque is in the post style=’mso-spacerun:yes’> |
| Non illigitamus carborundum |
Don’t let the b’stards grind you down |
| Nonne macescis? |
Have you lost weight? |
| Minime senuisti! |
You haven’t aged a bit! |
| Id tibi praebet speciem lepidissimam! |
It looks great on you! |
| Capillamentum? Haudquaquam conieci esse! |
A wig? I never would have guessed! |
| Braccae tuae aperiuntur |
Your fly is open |
| Subucula tua apparet |
Your slip is showing |
| In dentibus anticis frustum magnum spiniciae habes style=’mso-spacerun:yes’> |
You have a big piece of spinach in your front teeth |
| Abutebaris modo subjunctivo |
You’ve been misusing the subjunctive |
| Heus, hic nos omnes in agmine sunt! |
Hey, we’re all in line here! |
| Non, mihi ignosce, credo me insequentem esse |
No, excuse me, I believe class=”font9″>I’m next |
| Nonne de novo eboraco venis? |
You’re from New York, aren’t you? |
| Sona si latine loqueris |
Honk if you speak Latin |
| Balaenae nobis conservandae sunt |
Save the whales |
| Frena pro feris teneo |
I brake for animals |
| Cum catapultae proscriptae erunt tum soli proscripti catapultas habebunt style=’mso-spacerun:yes’> |
When catapults are outlawed, only outlaws will have catapults |
| Sic hoc adfixum in obice legere potes, et liberaliter educatus et nimis propinquus ades |
If you can read this bumper sticker, you are both very well educated, and much too close |
| Incitatus style=’mso-spacerun:yes’> |
Speed demon |
| Vagans style=’mso-spacerun:yes’> |
Cruising style=’mso-spacerun:yes’> |
| Litoralis style=’mso-spacerun:yes’> |
Beach bum |
| Mannus style=’mso-spacerun:yes’> |
Mustang style=’mso-spacerun:yes’> |
| Fractum style=’mso-spacerun:yes’> |
Jalopy style=’mso-spacerun:yes’> |
| Quid agis, medice? |
What’s up, Doc? |
| Dic mihi solum facta, domina |
Just the facts, ma’am |
| Re vera, cara mea, mea nil refert |
Frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn |
| Farrago fatigans! |
Thuffering thuccotash! style=’mso-spacerun:yes’> |
| Fac ut gaudeam |
Make my day |
| Illius me paenitet, dux |
Sorry about that, chief |
| Tuis pugis pignore! |
You bet your bippy! |
| Diabolus fecit, ut id facerem! |
The devil made me do it! |
| Osculare pultem meam! |
Kiss my grits! |
| Credidi me felem vidisse! |
I tought I taw a puddy tat! style=’mso-spacerun:yes’> |
| Si fallatis officium, quaestor infitias eat se quicquam scire de factis vestris |
If you fail, the secretary will disavow all knowledge of your activities |
| Te capiam, cunicule sceleste! |
I’ll get you, you wascally wabbit! |
| Conlige suspectos semper habitos |
Round up the usual suspects |
| Certe, toto, sentio nos in kansate non iam adesse |
You know, Toto, I have a feeling we’re not in Kansas anymore |
| Me transmitte sursum, caledoni |
Beam me up, Scotty |
15 December , 2009 klockan 20:39
Nu gäller det bara att komma ihåg alla :)
16 December , 2009 klockan 16:33
Du vet vart de finns om du skulle glömma bort dem. :-)