Tits, toots, toots, tits. A great one has left the building
In loving and amused memory of the great George Carlin, who is probably doing a comedy routine in the Summerland for some of the greatest stand-up comics in human history who have been waiting impatiently for this performance for years, I ask the following question of those he has left behind:
Have you said the seven words today?
*sniffle*
Have you said the seven words today?
*sniffle*
Two bodily functions, three acts of pleasurable comingling, one with a faint whiff of incest, and two female body parts.
Two of the words are coumpound words, energetic and aggressive as a determined German tourist with an itinerary. You gotta love those high-action guttural K sounds. And why are we so terribly freaked by bodily functions? Everyone does it, so what is the big hairy deal anyway?
And I agree with Carlin that men and some women have made the word cunt a very ugly one because of the misogynistic overtones that run rampant through the history of its use in our language, but tits just doesn't seem to be a word that deserves entry into the hall of shame. It is such a friendly sounding word. And one of the least offensive terms for a woman's breasts that I can imagine.
I'm still waiting for Nabisco to come out with a line of Nabisco Tits. Cheese tits and corn tits, and tater tits would be lovely, as suggested by Carlin, but what about sour cream and chive tits, BBQ tits or even fire roasted tomato tits? The list could exceed Eddie Izzard's phaser stun setting routine if you just brainstorm it.
Better yet, make an evening of it, invite some friends over to watch Eddie Izzard's DVD and serve snacks to nibble while we watch him lurch back and forth across the stage, miming the effects of various wicked funny and possibly useful phaser settings. The main attraction on the snack tray would be big selection of, you guessed it, Nabisco Tits, complete with a variety of spreads and dips!
Who wants to come to that party besides me?
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