The most fithly phrase ever uttered on the TV show titled after jerry Mathers’ character was not “Ward, weren’t you a little rough on the beaver last night?” but rather, “June, I’m going to help the boys pack some fudge.” I think that came from National Lampoon magazine.
“I’m pleased to see she’s learned to play with herself.”
Said by me to my husband, concerning one of our cats who usually whines at one of us to throw her toy mouse so she can play “fetch”. That day she was in the corner, by herself, batting her mouse around and keeping herself entertained for a change.
Will someone explain why “thespian” sounds dirty to some people? I don’t get that at all.
It’s the similar sounding to ‘lesbian’ I think. If it’s not the joke has gone way over my head.
Song title: My girl lives south of the border, but she came across last night.
I believe the next one (or something similar to it) comes from Vonnegut, but I can’t verify that right this minute.
So there I was, walking across the plaza with my Purple Heart on."
Yay! In two days, it will be hump day!
[Shelly Berman] “‘Dine away from home’ is a clean . . . ‘eat out’ is a dirty.” [/Shelly Berman]
At the hardware store: “I need a couple of pipe nipples.”
“Oh, come now!”
And for British Dopers . . . “My girlfriend and I went to the buffet and got stuffed.”
“Peacock” always makes me giggle.
I also have a hard time when someone offers to “push in your stool” at a bar. :eek:
Hey, hey, hey… It was freezing that night, okay?
:o
scratch and sniff
I got a surprise blush from a colleague when I told him I enjoyed giving him a hard time. I often joke around with him. Why blush over that?
I had to think about that for a bit. Then he came around the corner carrying some files strategically positioned across his pelvis.
:smack:
In the oil industry, there’s nothing worse than hitting a dry hole.
Even my Mom’s church group giggled when someone talked about the boy sticking his finger in the dyke.
I’ll bet the dyke did, too. 
People in the Bible were always riding on their asses.
Which, of course, is why, sometime in the next thousand years, scientists will rename it to Urectum.
::vain attempt for self-control::
Rectum? Damn near killed’um!!
I am such a child sometimes. ::sigh::
I have always been vaguely disturbed by the word cocktail. And especially the term cocktail dress. And I won’t even get started on the many interesting implications of a cocktail party
Oh and lets not forget about the snickering when somebody mentions a cock fight. Especially if they won’t shut up about their prized fighting cock.
During the Olympics an announcer was talking about a Bulgarian female weight lifter thus: “I saw her snatch this morning, and it was amazing!”
I am so glad I’m not the only one.
I, too, have to order nipples and ballcock valves sometimes. And we are often discussing building erections around here.