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  • [es-pree de less-ka/-iay] (idiom) A witty remark that occurs to you too late, literally on the way down the stairs. The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations defines esprit de l'escalier as, "An untranslatable phrase, the meaning of which is that one only thinks on one's way downstairs of the smart retort one might have made in the drawing room."


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January 30, 2006


Looks like a fun time was had by all!

Since I live in Scotland and celebrated Burns Night here (twice in total) I have to react to this. I don't think there are any, well ok, many good looking Scottish men. I am sorry, it's true. I saw one once on a small isle on the west coast, but he could be the only. No offense to the Brits, and I recognise I am majorly generalising, but they all seem like clones to me. So many of them wear the same outfits, the exact same ones, you could walk into a pub and not even be able to find your Scottish/British friend because it would be like a where's waldo page.
I do hope you come to Scotland where we can eat proper haggis and may be even a deep fried mars bar:) I was so glad to see your family celebrated, and you even had a picture of the ladies man in the background!

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