This hilarious article from the NY Times highlights a spectacular example of one of my most favorite kinds of humor in the world. I know, I know. I'm supposed to be a mature 31-year-old woman who, in working on a PhD, is embracing the serious, academic side of life, but please. In all seriousness there is nothing that amuses me more than a little lavatory humor. To this day, be it at a party or in a board meeting, I still snigger whenever somebody says the word "duty." And if somebody scoots a chair and it sounds like a fart? Fuggedaboutit.
Here you go, folks, a small homage to the most embarrassing place names a person could manage to live in in Great Britain.
http://www.nytimes.com/2009/01/23/world/europe/23crapstone.html?em
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Funny article, Cheasty, thanks for posting it.
I have to wonder, though, if the roads Wetwang and Slutshole Lane ever intersect?
one can only hope, frank irwin. one can only hope.
:)
Ha, ha!! Sometimes I feel like Beavis and Butthead with the things I laugh at!
BTW--my husband works for Hoar Construction. He commutes 120 miles a day, making him a road Hoar.
@kate-- haha! hoar construction. really?! wow.
i lol'd at this, cheasty. particularly at the map that laid out all of the naughty town names. fantastic!
When I write stories, the narrator I hear in my head has a British accent. I have no idea why.
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