English is One Crazy Language
Let's face it: English is a crazy language!

There is no egg in eggplant or ham in hamburger; neither apple or pine in pineapple.
English muffins were not invented in England nor were French fries invented in France.
Sweetmeats are candies, while sweetbreads, which aren't sweet, are meat.
We take English for granted. but if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square and a guinea pig is neither a pig nor from Guinea.
And why is it that writers write, but fingers don't fing, grocers don't groce, and hammers don't ham?
If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn't the plural of booth, beeth? One goose, 2 geese. So one moose, 2 meese? One index, two indices? Is cheese the plural of choose?
If teachers taught, why didn't preachers, praught?
If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat?
In what language do people recite a play, and play at a recital?
Ship by truck and send cargo by ship? Have noses that run and feet that smell? Park on driveways and drive on parkways?
How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, whilst a wise man and a wise guy are opposites? Hot can the weather be hot as hell one day and cold as hell another?
When a house burns up, it burns down. You fill in a form by filling it out and an alarm clock goes off by going on. When the stars are out they are visible, but when the lights are out they are invisible. And why, when I wind up my watch I start it but when I wind up this essay, I end it?

It seems that this language does not know whether it is coming or going!