There is a hurricane coming, you decrepit fart!

Maybe the guy stand stand guard outside, just to make sure nobody interferes with the roofing, sanitation or lawn maintenance crews.

I’ll add to the explanation: “Hunker down” was every goober’s favorite phrase during last year’s four Florida hurricanes. All of the meteorologists and PSA guys were fllinging it about with glee. It became a joke, a drinking game even. “Take two drinks every time you hear hunker down and three drinks every time you hear batten down the hatches.”

Glad I could help out you Yankees. Thanks for winning the war, by the way.

Yes because we need to coin new fresh phrases. And if someone else, that we don’t even know uses a phrase over and over, we must abandon it.
Saying a phrase like “hunkered down” is like serving stale food. It is an insult to your guests.

Oh and Sua is in a hurricane people. If you want to speak to him you had better shout.

**HANG IN THE SUA AND VIX! **

Please insert an “E” in my last post.

ShibbOleth, your post was especially perfect, given your sig.

HUNKER HUNKER HUNKER

You know, you say it enough, it’s nonsense.

Okay… it’s there… but I don’t see much improvement

forgot the :wink:

When taking the time and effort to explain the overuse of “hunker down” from your perspective, it certainly helps those of us who thought that this was the right term to use, especially when extreme weather is involved.

For some reason, when it’s typed out in caps like that, it looks like a Don Martin-type sound effect for two comic strip characters engaged in vigorous anal sex.

You got to hunkerdown, people, like a soldier boy down on the line.

“Hunkerdown” by The Legendary Shack Shakers

Just another nail in the coffin of overblown Tenants Association bylaws! :smiley:

It is, but those of us who have been through Charley, Frances, Jeanne, Ivan, and now Wilma are sick of hearing it…hence the drinking game. :slight_smile:

All of the other Floridians have explained the distaste for the term “hunker down” so I don’t need to repeat the explanations.

I remember counting the times the phrase was used by one reporter last year in only one report lasting about a minute. I would tell you the total except that after I counted to 12 in the first 20 seconds my brain imploded. The term now gives me painful flashbacks.

We need a new term, or less hurricanes.

Uh… you’re welcome? I think you are thanking me, but I’m not sure. :slight_smile:

The expression itself has probably been around for a couple of hundred years. I agree that you need fewer hurricanes and a break from the misery of it all.

New drinking game:

Forget “fill in the blank is on the march” and “hunker down.” Listen for “the criminalization of politics.” Apparently, we will have to watch FOX NEWS though.

I will be glad when SuaSponte checks in. I read that 6 million are without power.

Wonder how Monstro is doing too.

Yeah, that was a compliment meant for you, for taking the time to explain (to us non-Floridians) why this term makes you want to stick dynamite in your ears. Sorry for the half-ass compliment. :smack:

“Hang in thee, Sua and Vix”? Whatever you say, Shakespeare.

:smiley:

What the hell was she supposed to do woth the cantankerous old fart? He was obviously trying to start trouble, and the OP gave no indication that he was in any way disoriented or confused or in need of any help, other than a hand pulling that stick out of his ass. He was aware of the people scheduled to come, and being pissy about sticking to a rule that a hurricane automatically cancels out. How you came to parse this as indication that she’s going to leave her mother eating cat food while living in a refrigerator box under the higway is beyond me… :rolleyes:

Sua? You OK?

This is a FOAF type thing, but someone on my LJ friends list talked to Sua’s wife, vix1, and they’re fine, but the power is out.

You know, just for a moment there, I thought I’d learned what happened to one of my Junior High School classmates. Only the age diff is a little too great…oh, well.

We had this kid in Jr. High who was a prissy litlle frelk, did hall monitor duties. He lived for reporting someone to the teachers. He lived for rules & enforcing them with no common sense applied. Slobbered on authoritie’s shoes. He was such a shit that no one could stand, that to this day, about 40 years later, I still wonder how his life turned out…just as an intellectual exercise.

He was the kind of kid who went through early childhood going “I’m gonna tell! I’m gonna tell!”

I almost thought I’d found the answer right here in this thread. Too old, though, dang! Maybe next time.