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            Anachronism is a type of incongruous mixture of reference to things
            which never existed at the same time:

              Jesus was also well-known for his miracles, and probably would
              have  formed a  band if  Smokey Robinson hadn’t  done it. (Jo
              Brand)

                                  Activity with text

            Comment on  the  uses of register to create humour in the following
            examples.


                 (A series of five frames depicting Tarzan practising his chat-up line)
                 Okay… ‘How do you do. My name is Tarzan and I believe you are
               known as Jane.’
                 ‘Allow me to introduce myself… I am Tarzan, Lord of the Jungle…
                 And you?’
                 ‘You must be Jane. I am Tarzan. It’s a pleasure to meet you.’
                 (There she is.) ‘Me Tarzan. You Jane.’
                 (Damn.)
                                                       (Gary Larson)
                 (The Far Side by Gary Larson © Farworks, Inc. Used with
               permission. All rights reserved)
                 (Lawyer proposing to a woman.) I love you, Sharon,  and these
               documents will advise you of certain rights you have under federal and
               state law.
                 (A cartoon offers this version of a politician’s resignation speech.) I
               decisioned the necessifaction of the resignatory  action/option due to
               the dangerosity of the trendflowing of foreign policy away from our
               originatious careful coursing towards consensitivity,  purposity,
               steadfastnitude, and above all, clarity.
                                                     (Jeff MacNelly)
                 Right, I’m your official guide. Now before I show you round, I’ll
               just fill you in on a few details, as we call them. As you can see, we’re
               standing in the hall of the Haworth Parsonage, where Hawarth’s
               parson, the Reverend Brontë, lived here with his daughters, the famous
               Brontë sisters, now alas, no longer with us—but they have left their
               novels which I’ve not read, being more of a Dick Francis nut. Now, if
               you pass by me into the parlour (mind my vaccination)… This is what
               was known in those days as a parlour, somewhat similar to our lounge-
               type sitting room in modern terminology. I’m afraid the wallpaper isn’t
               the original  period  to  which we’re  referring to; it’s actually Laura
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