I say.

A gentleman who was in the habit of interlarding his discourse with the expression 'I say,' having been informed by a friend that a certain individual had made some ill-natured remarks upon this peculiarity, took the opportunity of addressing him in the following amusing style of rebuke:'I say, sir, I hear say you say I say "I say" at every word I say. Now, sir, although I know I say "I say" at every word I say, still I say, sir, it is not for you to say I say "I say" at every word I say.'

Charles Carroll Bombaugh, Gleanings for the Curious from the Harvest-Fields of Literature, 1890

While I'm not blogging about Gogol Bordello (last Friday) or Bob Log III and Scott Birham (the Thursday before) or any one of a thousand other genuinely interesting things that have happened to me (lightly hitting a car, paying $750 to fix it, &c. &c.) at the very least I can pass along the above bit of amusement from the Futility Closet.