Many have been invented, but the following are actually attributed to Reverend Spooner (1844-1930):
"Three cheers for our queer old dean!"
"It is kisstomary to cuss the bride."
"Those girls are sin twisters."
"Is the bean dizzy?"
"The Lord is a shoving leopard."
"When the boys come back from France, we'll have the hags flung out."
"Let me sew you to your sheet."
"The enemy fled quickly from the ears and sparrows."
"She joins this club over my bed doddy."
"The old revival hymn, 'Shall We Rather At the Giver?'"
"There is no peace in a home where a dinner swells."
"You have hissed my mystery lectures; you have tasted the whole worm."
Spooner was an albino, small, with a pink face, poor eyesight, and a head too large for his body.
His reputation was that of a genial, kindly, hospitable man. He seems also to have been something of an absent-minded professor.
He once invited a faculty member to tea "to welcome our new archaeology Fellow."
"But, sir," the man replied, "I am our new archaeology Fellow."
"Never mind," Spooner said, "Come all the same."
