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Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Guilty as charged, or the language police and their glowing, throbbing nightsticks

I'm a little bit late to this post, as it comments on a list in the November issue of Esquire (if available, you can't miss it, what with Kate Beckinsale's exposed midriff on the cover).

But I digress, digression being a familiar, joyful past time for me. One of the main articles is a breakdown of things a man should and should not say. While the list of terms that need to re-enter the lexicon are noble, notable and disastrously underused (e.g., today, with the wind, it's colder than a witch's tit. But we're not talking about that. We're talking about this one: "19 Things a Man Should Never Say."

To make the viewing of the list more appropriate, I've included my personal scorecard below for derisive purposes.

The list:
  • reach out (not the physical act of stretching arm in sleeve)

    GM's take: Thank god I don't. For the time being, I am not one of those guys. You know who you are, California.
    Score: 0

  • panties

    GM's take: Do I admit to saying "Don't get your panties in a bunch"? Do I admit to using the diminutive of the female underthings? No. Or at least, not until there's a produced recording.
    Score: 0

  • Über-

    Check. Though not as much as some may think. I've relegated this to the land of surferdom and Tool albums. One of those may apply to me.

  • Score: 0.5 (a half-point taken off for good behavior)
  • mixed bag

    Guilty. As in, "But really, [insert the following key phrases Bellow novel, Dentist's office, my dating life, geo-nuclear Realpolitik, using a cockring is completely a mixed bag."
    Score: 1.5

  • tummy

    I initially wrote "no" instead of this word, which should hint at my feelings for it.
    Score: 1.5

  • veggie

    There are certain words, that, were one to fess to their usage, would completely, utterly, irrevocably resign a man to a life of solitary confinement, dick shrivel and seventeen cats in a locked room. With one litter box.
    Score: 2.5

  • vino

    I want to say no. I want to say no and know there are no tapes out there, no audible record of me ensconced on lawn chair, pinkie finger extended, white shirt billowing while I stare into a red-ringed empty plastic cup. I think Cat Stevens was playing.
    Score: 3.5

  • natch

    See above. And the one before it.
    Score: 4.5

  • wingin' it

    Okay, I can take a breather. I have never used this phrase ever in all my days as a reckless mangler of language and colloquialisms.
    Score: 5.5

  • nippy

    With the inclusion of a single letter, National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation ruined this word permanently. But how else would one describe the weather?
    Score: 6.5

  • The first name of any female celebrity when you don't follow it with her last name, "Miley," for instance

    If this has happened (and note, I feign innocence at all times), it's most likely because I couldn't remember her last name. See scattered comments about my dating life (not necessarily in the post).
    Score: 6.5

  • pee

Thus ends the "relatively unscathed" section of this list. Final score for section one: 6.5. Out of twelve. For the next stage, add one point for each phrase listed.
  • belly button

  • c---

  • derring-do

  • going forward

  • It is what it is

  • boobs

  • folks

  • teens

  • slacks (the pants>

  • gen


Thus ends the lightning round. Collect your prize, run home, cry to mommy, cut out your tongue with rusty pubic hair.

Score: 16.5


In my defense, how else does one say "Shortly after dropping off my folks, a little gen-y c--- with a tulip in her boobs took a pee on my slacks in a fit of derring-do. It is what it is, I have to remind myself this. I was on the way to the dentist, which is a whole other mixed bag within itself."?

I'm out of steam. And I lost count.