George Carlin has died at age 71.
That's what the title of this blog is all about... he gave us the "Seven Dirty Words You Can't Say On Television" and the three auxiliary words. I listed the seven (minus vowels) and the last three are the auxiliary.
With that vowels intact that would be:
Shit, Piss, Fuck, Cunt, Cocksucker, Motherfucker, Tits, Fart, Turd, Twat
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too early
Thanks, George. You'll be missed.
Damn
Damn
Sarah Lynn
Goodbye, George
You will truly be missed.
- Erin
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
God damn it!
Oh wait a minute, Carlin didn't believe in God - Joe Pesci Damn it!
He'll be missed. He had an astute grasp of the power of language and did his best to expose the connection between clear thinking and clear language, and the opposite. He was good at calling out the so-called leaders on their abuses... a little shock therapy, his exposing the bullsh*t, was always appreciated, by me anyway...
YW
He conquers who endures. ~ Persius
Good Bye, Mr. Conductor
As many "Thomas the Tank" episodes I watched with my daughter... That's where he's burnt into my memory. Overriding some of his more spectacular eary work.
Annette
Don't sweat the petty things. . .
. . . and don't pet the sweaty things.
Angela Rasch (Jill M I)
Angela Rasch (Jill M I)
"I play a little"
Some may remember him in Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure.
I remember him way back to the "hippy-dippy weatherman, with all the weather man."
"The radar is also showing an incoming squardron of Russian ICBMs, so I wouldn't sweat the thundershowers."
And Milwaukee remembers him well, we arrested him for performing the seven words you can't say on television at Summerfest many years ago.
As George said, "And tits doesn't belong on the list!"
A talented man. The bit he did about cigarrette advertizing being blatantly double entendre was hilarious. And only he could note that saying that something realy sucked was a complement if applied to a vacumn cleaner.
John in Wauwatosa
John in Wauwatosa
Requiem for a Dirty Old Man
In honor of Mr. Carlin, a classic bawdy ballad.
On the site I located it at, it's listed as "traditional",
no credit given to the writer, but this seems dubious to me...
~~~Laika
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FOUR LETTER WORDS
Four letter Words, those four letter Words,
That never quite say what they mean.
We'd rather be known for our hypocrite ways
Than as vulgar, impure, or obscene.
When Nature is calling, plain speaking is out,
When the ladies, God bless 'em, are milling about,
You make wee-wee, make water, or empty the glass;
You can powder your nose; Even jolly's the farce;
Shake the dew off the lily; see a man 'bout a dog;
Or when everyone's soused, it's condensing the fog,
But be pleased to consider and remember just this;
That only in Shakespeare do characters-
Repeat Chorus
Now A woman has bosoms, a bust or a breast.
Those lily-white swellings that bulge 'neath her vest;
They are towers of ivory, or sheaves of new wheat;
In a moment of passion, ripe apples to eat.
You may speak of her nipples as small rings of fire
With hardly a question of raising her ire;
But by Rabelais's beard, she'll throw several fits
If you speak of them roundly as good honest-
Chorus
Cavern of joy you are thinking of now,
A warm, tender field just awaiting the plough
It's a quivering pigeon caressing your hand,
Or the national anthem that makes a man stand.
Or perhaps it's a flower, a grotto, a well,
The hope of the world, or a velvety hell.
But, friend, heed this warning, beware the affront
Don't try Anglo-Saxon and call it a-
Chorus
Though a lady repel your advance, she'll be kind
Just as long as you intimate what's on your mind.
You may tell her you're hungry, you need to be swung,
You may ask her to see how your etchings are hung.
You may mention the ashes that need to be hauled;
Put the lid on her sauce-pan, even lay's not too bold;
For the moment you're forthright, get ready to duck;
The girl isn't born yet who'll stand for "Let's-
Chorus x2
for the axe had convinced them that because his handle
was made of wood he was one of them.
Classic
I really thought you must have written this one yourself, I can almost see your thumbprint in the clay. :)
Hugs,
Erin
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
Oh no, not me!
I'm THROUGH with hoaxes of that sort, Erin. I done learned my lesson...
I first heard this on an album BAWDY SONGS GOES TO COLLEGE when I was like 13.
Googled it by typing a few key words from the opening chorus. Also in this song there
is an unpalatable whiff of male supremist condescension, wherin the only ones freaking
out over "obscenity" seem to be women. Whereas in truth there's plenty of male idiots
who subscribe to this nonsense, this mass psychosis masquerading as morality...
~~~hugs, Laika
for the axe had convinced them that because his handle
was made of wood he was one of them.
I didn't read that part that way
I read it as making fun of typical male reaction to possibly offending females. :)
- Erin
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
I wasn't crazy about that particular part of his routine
but he was his own man. He was not afraid to state his views regardless. I loved his rebuke of the environmental movement among many others like his putdown of phonies and all the rest.