@jcboy,
Quote:Oh how nice, the father of five children with a mouth like that. I really do feel sorry for the kids, they must really be screwed up.
The authentic voice of the righteous puritan streak on indignation alert.
One might easily refrain from speaking in front of children as one might with one's peers. Some psychologists say that it is a mistake but nevertheless most people are restrained with the young. I assume such is the case with Io. To assume otherwise in order to make a point is rather common.
D.H. Lawrence has been severely criticised for avoiding all mention of the dunny operation and that vast array of images surrounding it which the human race never tires of.
When Io wrote the objectionable words he was possibly too busy to exercise his creative faculty and refrained from any references to the justly famous chicken vindaloos served in the Rapuli Restaurant in Newcastle, England. And, anyway, Australians are crude. Call spades spades. Seeing two of their batsmen scratching up the pitch on a length with their spikes in the last two overs of their World Cup final in the West Indies is quite sufficient evidence of their crudity. I know other evidence but it is not such as I would post on a family forum like this.
There's nothing Io has said that it at all unusual in the pub in the last hour before closing time when the supply siders meet to discuss, among other matters, the demand siders trying to squeeze every last drop of blood out of them with that delicate, euphemistic farrago of flapdoodle which is supplied to media free thus saving the reporters, one can hardly call them journalists, except in the way farmerman thinks of himself as a scientist, from the strain of having to leave their lunch too early.
BTW--Io is a neat pictogram of the polarity of the sexes. The higher horizontal crosspiece on the I being by way of being an infibulation. Many tribes have been discovered which practiced infibulation. In adolescence callow youths have their foreskin pierced with a red hot flint so as to makes holes in it. These are then permanently available to be fitted with various items for use in sexual intercourse in order that the female experiences such divine thrills that she returns for more. Some slit the penis and insert stones which when healed over produce protuberences such as those one sees in vibrating plastic muscle toners at the higher end of the market.
The lower horizontal crosspiece symbolises an elsticated band made from warthog gut which fits snugly around the penis and to which may be attached the petals of some velvety flower or possibly some holly leaves combined with an imitation second penis whittled from a branch of a species of tree which is suitable for the job in hand.
Like Norman Mailer said--"Tough guys don't dance."
