This brief entry is designed to bridge this blog, the long-standing home of my delightfully long-winded answers to questions no one asked, to my new blog, Patricktionary, which the clever readers will notice has an icon available on the right. Visit now and vote often (there is nothing really to vote on) for more of this, only shorter.
In place of a scholarly work of marble-mouthed balderdash, I submit my nomination for the funniest word in the English Language, in a supporting role.
Our delightfully obese discourse is full of contenders to be sure, but plunging forth pungently past CANOODLE and KERFUFFLE stands the undeniable victor, the Clown Prince of our parlance, your friend and mine…
…Poop.
As a cape of vulgarity is most certainly draped across my triumphant yet soulful shoulders, I would remind the poop-me-nots how such a word works against the very nature of crudeness, holding the kind of water that normally flushes its ilk.
Funny all too often swirls around ridicule in our culture. We reference bodily functions and acts of both bedroom and bathroom privacy to elicit every illicit image throughout the spectrum, from ‘I like you’ to ‘Your head is filled with…’ you guessed it.
Poop is a celebration. It was the first word that made you laugh. It takes the waste of our world, both verbal and intestinal, raising the corners of your mouth in playful rebellion.
The entire English language is a celebration, if you take the time to smell the… roses.
And make poop jokes.
Pootrick
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