Woodchipper, my friend. Woodchipper.
But unless you run the woodchipper over a fast-moving river and then hose the woodchipper down thoroughly with something like a pressure washer, you'll still leave behind enough evidence to get caught. Or so says my friend who majored in forensic anthropology.
Wood chipper into a vat of acid. Which you then set on fire. And then feed to the piranhas. And then you run the piranhas through the wood chipper.
Didn't you watch Snatch? Pigs. We need pigs.
Pigs. We need pigs.
That would be what the forensic anthropology major always recommends in these sorts of hypothetical situations.
I can't vote without sufficient information. Do the piranhas have frickin laser guns strapped to their heads?
They could. But then you really need the self-destructing lasers, and they cost extra.
is it true that using "fuckin..." like "um" is a Boston thing?? Like, "Yeah, we went to the... fuckin... oh yeah, the store..."?
Among working class white guys? Yeah, I'd say so. Except it's not in the middle of a sentence so much as between one sentence and the next, the way other people would say "So, like," as a topic transition and to give themselves a moment to manufacture a grammatical utterance.
So, more of a
I went to the store. And fuckennnnn... Did you know grandma smokes pot sometimes?
than a
I went to the fuckennnnn, what's that thing? the, the, the fucken Big E, that's what it's called.
Although the latter also happens. This is why I do not feel too badly about my pottymouth.
Kathy, cross stitch, yay! I have to say I think I like the middle one best as well.
What about this? Or this?
Among working class white guys? Yeah, I'd say so. Except it's not in the middle of a sentence so much as between one sentence and the next, the way other people would say "So, like," as a topic transition and to give themselves a moment to manufacture a grammatical utterance.
Oh, I mean, I want to know if it's only a Boston thing. Because I've more or less stopped doing it, at least at work, but it's still my natural inclination.
Friday Night Lights can stop making me cry any time now. Or, you know, not. Jesus, that's some good TV.
shrift, how'd you survive the first 5 minutes?
( Lost my shit for
that boy and that girl
I don't know if that's the first place I've seen that addressed on teevee, but it didn't feel trite or Afternoon Special. Curious to me.)