In a long-winded column about nothing I posted yesterday, there was this little aside:
Years ago, my Grandfather Green and I were making fun of how “pneumonia” is spelled. He said, “The P is silent, as in ‘bath.’”
Hardly anyone asked how my puppy is, or if Adam and I got all the work done on the yard. But you can bet there was a bunch of email asking to explain the damn pun. Let’s sound it out.
“The pee is silent, as in bath.”
Get it now?