Sign Number 678,543,298 That Bluestocking Has a Filthy Mind

[bluestocking79]

I saw a huge sign today while driving, advertising the SAUSAGE FEST. (It's the biggest around, you know. A family affair!)

I saw it, thought about it, and then giggled for miles afterward.

I can't decide whether to blame the Internet or Literary Criticism for befouling what little was left of my mind.

Comments

[lady_rhian]

That is absolutely hilarious.

Blame both the internet *and* literary crit.

I feel similarly when driving by Furniture Row... there are two gigantic chairs on top of each other, and one of my friends eloquently dubbed it "furniture porn!" She has since graduated, but I still think of it every time I drive by. And I laugh. A lot.

Dirty Minds of LJ unite! :-)

[bluestocking79]

Bwahaha! Chair porn! I think I would laugh at that, too. :D

Literary criticism is at least as good as the internet for soiling one's mind. I've read so much about shit (actual, physical excrement) that you'd think I'd been in med school! Don't even get me started on the sexual perversions, either...

[bluestocking79]

LOL! It gets better: this is in front of a church, so it's entirely possible that nobody there has realized the implications of "Sausage Fest." Especially one that's advertised as being "fun for the whole family." (Sure, why not? Bring down Grandpa and little Timmy, too!)

[bluestocking79]

Hah! It's true, there are very religious folk who nonetheless have very good (and bawdy) senses of humor! Knowing the pastor of this particular church, though... um, I have a pretty good idea that he's ignorant of the other meaning. He's the sort of humorless, self-important petty dictator that gives other clerics a bad reputation. :-/

I'm reminded of a good friend I had who was a choir director and had a talent for making inadvertent innuendo that would crack up the choir. In order to encourage the sopranos to relax their throats and produce a higher quality sound on the high notes, he encouraged them to "pretend you're swallowing a banana."

[samantha_vimes]

Actually, I blame the event organizers. EVERYONE knows that sausage fest means an event with no or not enough women.

[bluestocking79]

Hmm... I think the phrase "sausage fest" makes me feel more inclined to attend, at least as a spectator. ;-)

But more seriously, I suspect that whoever came up with the name was thinking that the many people in the area are of either Italian, Polish or German ancestry, and what do all those cultures have in common? Sausage. I believe that they were envisioning a community brought together by a common love of sausage.

Which is pretty silly, but I think it might have blinded them to the much more obvious meaning of the phrase "sausage fest."

Still funny, though.

[samantha_vimes]

I'm getting the impression you know of a 3rd meaning of sausage fest, having to do with gay activities? This must be a later development. The more common slang meaning is that of an attendee at an event seeing too few women around and saying something like, "I wouldn't have come if I'd known it would be such a sausage fest."

Anyhow, writing out the word festival would have saved the church some awkwardness.

[bluestocking79]

Nah, I just think the word "sausage fest" makes me think of a lot of men waggling their willies around. *g* ~is immature~

Yes, I agree, they should have just gone for "festival." How hard could that have been?

[bluestocking79]

~dies~ Oh, that's hilarious! I can't believe your coworkers don't get it; they need need better senses of humor. If I worked there, I'd be giggling like a little girl at those abbreviations. :D

I don't know that "sausage fest" has any fixed meaning, but as I was saying upthread, the phrases definitely conjures, um... really vivid images. I'm so glad it gave you a good laugh.

The thing is, one of my friends just called me to ask if I wanted to go to the Sausage Fest next weekend, since her son wants to ride all the rides. She laughed and laughed when I asked her to really think about the name. I don't know if we'll make it through next weekend without snickering.