OMG lisah I love Fuck You, Clown! I have a friend who tells it brilliantly -- makes a horrible, agonizing, seven-minute-long shaggy dog tale of woe, growing more and more distressed and despairing as one golden opportunity after another for sweet, sweet vengeance is frustrated by fate, and ends actually on his knees, shaking his fists at the sky and howling FUCK YOU, CLOWN! like the words are being ripped from the very soul of his soul.

The fact that he's an exceptionally pretty gothboy with fabulous bone structure and an abject devotion to eyeliner doesn't hurt, either. Not that any of that matters to the joke, but it's mighty fine to gaze upon while he's telling it.

Poop! Ok, so I'm not so good at the swearing thing.

The fact that he's an exceptionally pretty gothboy with fabulous bone structure and an abject devotion to eyeliner doesn't hurt, either.

I bet I'm sometimes pretty when I tell it too! Not pretty gothboy pretty though.

Robin and I have dibs on Hugh Laurie, you House watchers. Just an FYI. We loved him first! (I've adored him since the 1980s.)

I guess I can step off a little, having only loved Hugh since the 90's. Can I borrow him for the occasional weekend or holiday?

Poop! Ok, so I'm not so good at the swearing thing.

Laura is me (though sometimes work frustrations will get me going...) Good news, though, Laura, I find that sometimes a well-placed "Double Drat!" gets a sort of "isn't that cute" chuckle (trying to imagine it with a well-executed Bend'n'Snap...the result seems kinda attractive. We could make this work).

At work, I now quite reflexively say "Curses!" where a real swear word will go. At krav-work I use facial expression instead. It's not very versatile (it only ever says "Oh, motherfucker? Now I'm going to have to fucking fuck you up.") but it seems pretty clear.

Hugh, Hugh, Hugh. My poor tortured Hugh.

Emphasis on the "my".

My mother sometimes says, "Hot diggity!" but mostly when she's being sarcastic. I'm not why, since it always made me chuckle when she was yelling at me.

Think it would work on Music Store Guy? I could walk in, fall down, and start uttering phrases that would make the faint of heart pass out!

Not working so well for this guy, but you do what moves you.

Love the clown joke. And the Mamet. Now what's this about hunting?

My mom's friend Cassie used to be married to this guy named Roger who swore all the time. His name used to be sort of a place holder for "fuck!" around our house. Mom likes using it less since I found out it has actual profane implications. Brenda, in actual fact, I don't really know the joke except that it's, like, a bestiality joke and Meldrick Lewis tried to tell it a bunch of times on H:LOTS.(David Simon really can't get enough of it either...Jay Landsman used that punchline once, too!)

Good point, brenda. But I feel I can learn from his mistakes. Note to self: A) Wear clothes. B) Don't claim to be God.