Okay there's a doggie daycare near us named Doggie Come Play, and I just can't.
Hec, one of my classes at TheAY-ter school was "falling." Fainting, tripping, getting shot from the front, getting shot from behind, getting shot with an arrow, getting knifed, etc., etc. We all thought it was hilarious, if rather more physical work than we'd thought. But that training has saved my bacon more than once, being the klutz that I am. I hope you're not too dinged up, and heal quickly.
Bacon! My mom had a set of brushed aluminum cannisters: flour, sugar, coffee, tea, plus salt, pepper, sugar and (drumroll) bacon. Perfect silver cylinders with letters in black, and fitted lids with black plastic knobs (except for the shakers--no knobs). 50s-60s kitsch, but hers were well used.
Jesse I bet that makes total sense to her. At least you recognize it's only in your head!
Jesse, I think the same thing about Linda Holmes.
Also, maybe the people who recognize the unfortunate names like BSDM don't want to be recognized. I had to hold my tongue about my boss's PWP meetings forever! I was pretty vocal at JC Penney about the toy scuzzi the vibrating beaver.
Aw, Jesse, she totally knows how that is! I bet you're her favorite now.
A t-shirt company (or maybe bar) had to go to court to be allowed to produce merchandise with SL,UT on them. Technically, the name of the city is Salt Lake City, normally abbreviated SLC, but one can see the appeal.
How can they NOT be allowed to put SL, UT? Isn't that like, free speech??
Peddling lewd and/or offensive material. Utah is different. Everyone knew it was the Churchislature (because 95+% of the state legislature are very devout churchgoers of one particular church, and before every legislative season, upper-level church officials hold a friendly meeting with select lawmakers "just to go over matters the church is concerned about") being horrified at the portrayal of the home of the Mormon Church (which they really wish I wouldn't say anymore, because Mormon is a slur these days) but most of our judges do have respect for the law.
I have a glass jar of bacon grease on my kitchen island, but it's so old it looks more like a deep sea drilling core sample. I do NOT wanna be around when that thing gets smashed open.
Bacon! My mom had a set of brushed aluminum cannisters: flour, sugar, coffee, tea, plus salt, pepper, sugar and (drumroll) bacon. Perfect silver cylinders with letters in black, and fitted lids with black plastic knobs (except for the shakers--no knobs). 50s-60s kitsch, but hers were well used.
OOh, that sounds so fancy!
Jesse I bet that makes total sense to her. At least you recognize it's only in your head!
Good point!
I always wonder, when things are named like that (or have suggestive logos, or whatever), is there NO ONE who looked at the name and said, "This might not be the best choice because of other connotations"? Or maybe that person exists but got overruled.
SAME. (More likely, someone noticed but decided it was funny and should stay.)
Our town's name begins with a "W."
For one brief and shining moment while my kids were in middle school or high school, the track and field team wore warm-up jackets bearing the initials "WTF."
Only one of my three kids did track. Sadly, I must report he did not do it during that brief and shining moment, because I wanted one of those jackets in the worst way. Instead, I'm left to warm myself with the memory of driving past the cross-country team as they ran around the lake in their WTF jackets.
