3/22/06, 7:58 a.m.
From Chris to David
[in reference to a job I needed to correct]: A-fixing I will go, a-fixing I
will go, hi-ho-fa-mare-ee-o, a-fixing I will go!
3/22/06, 9:19 a.m.
From David to Chris
I remember singing it "Hi, ho, the dairy-o..." but I'd accept just about
anything at this point. After all, I don't think I have sung it since
kindergarten.
3/22/06, 9:24 a.m.
From Chris to David
English existed when you were in kindergarten? Wow!
3/22/06, 9:35 a.m.
From David to Chris
Well, we spoke much like this:
But for to tellen yow of his array,
His hors were goode, but he was nat gay.
Of fustian he wered a gypon
Al bismotered with his habergeon,
For he was late ycome from his viage,
And wente for to doon his pilgrymage.
But yes, English existed.
3/22/06, 9:37 a.m.
From Chris to David
Please let me send this to Audrey. Please.
(Could I also please quote it on my journal?)
3/22/06, 11:01 a.m.
From David to Chris
Yes, and yes. Permission granted.
