Does laughing my head off at this make me a not respectable person? Actually, who cares? Hat Tip to Sarcastic Bastard. Continuing to lower the tone, and with Hat Tip to Laci the Dog, I can only conclude that this means something completely different in the states.Totally changing topic, I made a comment on a posting in Charon's blog about the stocks, which set in motion a chain of enquiry. There are still a few sets of stocks about in various parts of England (although it emerges that they were not an uniquely English device for ritual humilation etc) but were in use by the civil authorities from the middle ages to the early modern period. Essentially, the stocks immobilised the miscreant's feet or sometimes arms and head (technically a pillory rather than stocks) and were typically located in market places so that lots of people would be in the vicinity and could then proceed to abuse, insult or attack the unfortunate occupant. Acceptable activities included spitting, kicking, punching, urinating over, throwing rotten fruit, vegetables and eggs at and generally abusing the occupant. Deaths from heat exposure or hypothermia were far from unknown. The criminal justice system has moved on a little since the days of the stocks. The example below is in the village of Chapeltown, Lancashire.
Plus it looks like our old friend crasher squirrel is back in the hood. Hat Tip to Jailhouse Lawyer.
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It's quite unusual to find a man not discriminatory in his choice of women.
What? You "fail" one question and get rejected? Screw eHarmony.
The answer did at least seem to me to have the virtue of honesty...
That answer made me laugh and laugh... awesome!
We should bring the stocks back. Here. I could recommend a person or two...
There are stocks in front of the Dan'l Webster Inn, in Sandwich where I grew up. Tourists love to have their pics taken in them. My mom took one of me the last time I was visiting her.
Sybil - We do our humble best. Consider yourself blogrolled! We non movie buffs gotta stick together! ;)
JoJo - Apparently the Puritans exported the stocks to the then American colonies. Presumably their idea of fun...
Love the kitty and squirrel.
Dick joke is pretty funny too!
I'm staying away from everything else.
cheers!
What's wrong with my dick?
Yes, it is a kind of dance in the States.
Although, I haven't quite figured out 'Fessa John Hook's book cover "Shagging in the Carolinas". My assumption is the Young man has been shagging for a long time.
Little Flower - very wise, I'm sure.
DHG - I really wouldn't know. Have you sought medical advice?
Laci - I suppose it's a kind of dance here. Albeit of the horizontal kind.
The rabbit was recently privileged to read the Moseley Womens Rugby Club summer tour programme. It included lots of songs for jolly singsongs. Most of the songs concerned someone called 'Dick'who the young ladies of the rugby club seemed most anxious to make the acquaintance of. Whether or not they did remains obscure.
I dig Crasher Squirrel. My cat, Puppini, likes to lay on the table and spy on the neighbours. I have started calling her Puppini Kravitz, after the nosy neighbour, Mrs. Kravitz, in Bewitched. Did you have that TV programme over there?
Crasher is indeed a fine squirrel!
We did have Bewitched - the programme bearing responsibility for so many fortysomething unfortunates suffereing the dread fate of being called Darren and Samantha.
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