Archive for January, 2009

Tumbledown Dick Road

January 25, 2009

When I question my career choices, I tend to forget some of the fringe benefits. A major one: teaching teenagers makes it slightly less inappropriate (or maybe just more funny) that mildly dirty language cracks me up. Apparently they like it in England too.

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Here’s more unfortunate place names from the New York Times article (which could have had a much funnier title):

These include Crotch Crescent, Oxford; Titty Ho, Northamptonshire; Wetwang, East Yorkshire; Slutshole Lane, Norfolk; and Thong, Kent. And, in a country that delights in lavatory humor, particularly if the word “bottom” is involved, there is Pratts Bottom, in Kent, doubly cursed because “prat” is slang for buffoon.

How do you mention a place called called Titty Ho and not use that in the title of the article?

in ben’s bed

January 23, 2009

Any fortune cookie fortune is funnier when you add “in bed” to the end. Even funnier is when everyone specifies Ben’s bed. Don’t ask me why. It’s something I learned from a camp counselor when I was thirteen.

 

All of this because here’s the fortune my female dining companion received this evening: “You and your wife will enjoy a long life together.” 

 

Hilarity ensued, especially at the idea that there’s a special wife-fortune bin into which the waitress had deliberately dipped.

 

Yay Burmese food.