My vote is for Jerry Springer: The Opera too.
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For some reason I hear this in John Lovett’s voice. I can’t find anywhere that says he said it though, but it seems like I heard it first from him.
Or, maybe I mean Jon Lovitz :smack:
I took it the same way, tho such phrases go way further back- they’re pretty much established Southern colloquialisms.
And to those who say that for a man, it would make more sense to be fed to straight women… well, for many of us straight men, there is this sapphic allure
because to us, in the words of Kenny Kramer, “We like lesbians because we
believe that deep inside every lesbian is a bi-girl trying to get out!”
I know it’s not true, but Hope Lives Eternal!
Straight (NPI) answer: The West Coast Women’s Festival (a California version of the Michigan Women’s Fest) started sometime in the mid/late 70’s and died off in the late 80’s. It was basically a long weekend of women’s bands, arts and whatever-you-want, and women were the only ones allowed on “the land.” (Yeah, I know). Still, thousands of nekked or near-nekked women, most lesbian or bi, swimming, playing ball, just hanging out at the stage… ah, good times, good times.
During its time, it relied on a large number of volunteers to keep it running, including the attendees-- one of the requirements for attending was a 4-hr workshift. The more dedicated volunteers would arrive a week or two early to start getting the place prepped. Sometime back in the mid 80’s, perhaps a bit earlier, one of the volunteers noticed all the women that were streaming in Friday evening, creating a huge crowd in the area. Legend has it that she remarked to one of her co-volunteers something to the effect of “well, now I’m just going to smear honey all over and throw myself to the lesbians.” This mutated to “Dip me in honey and throw me to the lesbians” which, a year or so later, became famous on buttons, t-shirts and bumper stickers, all of which you could of course buy at the West Coast Women’s Festival.
I don’t know if the original quipper made any money off of it, or in fact, if this is a true story. But I swear on a stack of Cris Williamson records that I heard this story when I attended the festival in '88 when encountered one very cute nude woman wearing a well-placed bumpersticker who was kind enough to explain its origins.
Re. the appearance of the line in Jerry Springer: The Opera - many other lines in the show, including the ‘show titles’ in the opening, are taken from genuine Jerry Springer shows.