Timelies all!

Sharing the "Butterfly Kisses" squick...waaay too much sap for its own good.

Thank you, flea. It's saccharine, absolutely. I really don't understand where the huge gross-out is coming from.

Edited to ask: WHY IS IT SQUICKY??? Seriously. I do not understand, and people just keep saying eww, and not explaining.

I'm beginning to think you are all perverts, and twisting it into something it's not.

I wouldn't use squick to describe my dislike of Butterfly Kisses. I have no problem with the kisses themselves, but the song is just way too sappy for my taste.

Motorists cannot buy devices, now used by emergency vehicles, to change red lights to green. [dude, I didn't even know they existed ...]

The hell with the anti-spam thing, I want one of these.

Cinnabon french toast

t Reconsiders plans for dinner...

I am squicked, because we don't do sap like that in my family. There's not a moment in that song that I can envision even being related to, much less being myself. It doesn't charm, or comfort, or tug my heartstrings. It's Precious Moments of parenting to me.

It is squicky for me because I give butterfly kisses on the tummy, with eyelashes, and the thought of a daddy doing that to his daughter on her wedding day is just ewwwww.

(Even in the lyrics she says "Not on the mouth, Daddy", which would tend to imply he gives butterfly kisses on the mouth.)

I think where you kiss kids is a cultural thing; I've grown up places where you kiss your little kids on the lips, but other people are totally squicked.

Thanks for the explanation, Nonian.

Maybe I have no problems with it because I first heard it when I was really little, and I loved butterfly kisses, and I rather wished that my dad was like the dad in the song. Also, I've never had a problem with sappiness, ever. I mean, BaRBiE+kEn4EvArrrr!!!!!!!!!, B/A4eVa!!!!!11!1!!!!, etc.

Other people are having extreme reactions that I don't get, though. Usually sappiness inspires mocking, not vomiting. So confusing.

Usually sappiness inspires mocking, not vomiting. So confusing.

Parent/child sappiness, especially across gender (even if honestly totally legal) drives me way closer to the gag reflex, even though standard sap can make me sick by itself.

I think I've convinced another co-worker to try krav! And not even on purpose.

Other people are having extreme reactions that I don't get, though. Usually sappiness inspires mocking, not vomiting.

For me, the music and lyrics blend into this gut-punch of ew. The arrangement is way too maudlin while the singer sounds like he's lamenting the end of a romance.

Pope hospitalized with "breathing crisis".