W.C. Fields
I love the comedy of W.C. Fields. And while I don't hate everyone equally (I tend to parcel it out on a person-by-person basis), I can appreciate the sentiment, for, at times, I've wanted to knock a few heads together.
Take recent national events. Without going into my political preferences, I will say that I wanted to kick some serious ass in regard to those. And we mustn't forget the time when I told one of the women who so abused my elderly father that she was a whore. (I repeated it several times, lest she forget it.) I refuse to apologize for that. (Besides, I think the word whore is in the Bible, so it must be all right to use.) And then there was the time when, provoked beyond reason, I took my sons' Nintendo (do you remember that, with the little cords and doohickeys?) and cut through the cords with my pinking shears. (Well, I certainly wasn't doing any sewing with them.)
So, okay, I don't hate all those people, except for the whore. And my sons and I have long since made up. But Fields's words did resonate with me. I guess it's that little naughty spot in me, a naughty spot that seems to be getting bigger all the time.
Gem for the day: if you want to kick some ass, choose your targets wisely. My sons would wipe the floor with me these days!
Ass-kicking is a "dreamy" passtime of mine....I wish I had the opportunity to actually do some.....where to start.....so many asses....so few good knees and hips to do the deed with (bad knees because of stupid ass-kicking video on Yoga...arggggg-I should kick my own ass for tryin it!) ...love your blog....love you.....love your sense of style......
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