|Four sides to every store
||[May. 5th, 2010|10:02 am]
Catching up on da intawebz, a very funny story.
We had the Aquapolypse here in Boston, with coincided with ROLFcon.
Well, one of ROLFcon's attendies who goes by the handle Regretsy was a bit cranky after failing to secure her morning coffee, and her response was this rather amusing diatribe, coupled with a rather bawdy t-shirt that referenced a rather interesting sex act, crab hammering, which I readily admit is a new one on me. (Sometimes it's better not to know things- I still get the willies from "shrimping"- thank you manraypat for that one.)
And then Bostonist got into the fray, leaping in to defend the civic pride of this world-class city with a cow town ("banned in Boston", anyone?) mentality from this interloper.
All in all, pretty amusing shit to start the day. And if I didn't think I would get into a fist-fight with some ignorant chowdahead, I would buy myself one of those shirts.
I prefer calling it "Eaupocalypse" Much classier (and we can blame Canada)
Well, at least the French-Canadian provinces.
LOL!!!! I must have that shirt!!!!!!!
Also, I am enjoying referring to the episode as H2OMG.
... in fact ...
I am still wondering why you are calling crab hammering a sex act ;)
Because it involves the naughty bits and I am assuming is sexually gratifying to one if not both of the parties. And I learned long ago from a history professor that it's rather rude to pass judgement on another's sexual predilections. The backstory.....
The professor in question taught the diplomatic history of the Unites States and he was discussing the treaty that ended the Russo-Japanese War, which was signed in Portsmouth NH. He put up a slide of the room in which it was signed and included the table upon which it was signed. He paused for a moment and said "excuse me for a moment, but I must compose myself. You see, I find treaty tables rather .... provocative."
And you can imagine the response- a lot of snickering and twittering, to which the Good Professor responded (affectionately), "Look, you little bastards. We all have our sexual hangups. You have yours, I have mine. I won't laugh at yours and I expect you not to laugh at mine."
The man was a twisted genius for sure.
hahahaha...that is awesome :)
Professor Long was the bomb-diggity. He was in his early 90's, still sharp as a tack, and loved gin and tonics. My then-girlfriend and I ran into him at a tailgate party on a roadtrip to a football game at URI. She and I were having pre-game beers when she nudged me and said "look at that drunk old dude over there." I looked over and goddamn, it was Professor Long. So we went over and he was most happy to pour us some g&ts too and we shot the breeze.
He also liked to throw shit at us in class to see if we were paying attention. He taught Chinese history too and he was lecturing on the Tang Dynasty and said "and their greatest contribution to history was developing the first powdered drink mix, Tang." I caught it, but many of the students were blindly scribbling this down as Professor Long stood there, hands on his hips, looking most amused before he chewed out everyone for lacking the most basic of critical thought.
If April had done her homework, she might have realized Cambridge would have had her coffee. But that's why she's not attending MIT, only speaking at ROFLcon.
I find the Regretsy blog to be very funny, but this leaves a bad taste (ha) in my mouth. However, that is sweetened by the idea, pointed out by Bostonist, that New England isn't exactly the place for crabs, which renders April's epithet nothing but massive fail.