Happy fricken Friday!
Picture this: You are sitting in Second Cup at 8:30 in the morning. In comes a dude in business casual attire. He orders a large Mocha with whipped cream. Then he picks up the Edmonton Sun, sits in an easy chair by the fireplace and proceeds to sip his beverage and read the newspaper.
There he sits while you and your friend, the only other people in the cafe are having a quiet chat and watching the traffic go by on 137th Avenue.
Suddenly the silence is broken by almost uncontrollable laughing. You look up in wonder as you see this prim and proper businessman (they don’t know me… lol) splitting a gut laughing and almost spitting out his most recent mouthful of Mocha. You think he must be insane.
What do you suppose has caused this uproarious laughter?
Hicks on Six that’s what
HOW TO SPEAK ABOUT WOMEN AND BE POLITICALLY CORRECT
She is not a “BABE” or a “CHICK” – she is a “BREASTED CANADIAN.”
She is not “EASY” – she is “HORIZONTALLY ACCESSIBLE.”
She is not a “DUMB BLOND” – she is a “LIGHT-HAIRED DETOUR OFF THE INFORMATION SUPERHIGHWAY.”
She has not “BEEN AROUND” – she is a “PREVIOUSLY-ENJOYED COMPANION.”
She does not “NAG” you – she becomes “VERBALLY REPETITIVE.”
She is not a “TWO-BIT HOOKER” – she is a “LOW-COST PROVIDER.”
That is what the two school teachers in the Second Cup had to deal with this morning. They were incensed. Oh well. Had they known what had cracked me up they probably would have beat me with their yard sticks. I, of course would have liked it!
My opinion…. Fuck ’em if they can’t take a joke!!
Until next time….