Smutty 'Dooble' Entendre and Puerile Innuendo
- kleenwhale
- Nov 12, 2022
- 3 min read
If you want to find the reference to that quote (it's actually two separate lines) check out the amazing Rowan Atkinson sketch "No One Called Jones"
I bought a record today that I have been considering, and I realized that I am making a big deal about buying a record I might not listen to that often, but we buy a lot of shit because the cover is funny, so I can buy a blues-rock album even if it isn't my usual taste. George Thorogood fits into a genre which I am not terribly versed with and tend not to like, but we listened to this album a lot as a camping/driving cassette (prerecorded). I wanted to buy Maverick because I remember really liking "The Ballad of Maverick," but Move it on Over had more songs I remember. I have to admit I am somehow embarrassed to like it.
When I hear it I think of a trip to Kennedy Lake on Vancouver Island. Now, I know this all didn't happened on the same trip, but I feel like it did. However, I do remember two trips to Kennedy Lake. One would have been in the early 80s, and one in the late 80s. In the early 80s, I found a stick which became my ... pet? His name was Reiny. I brought him home and we had a great time together until he fell too far under the porch at the shack to retrieve. It is possible that on this same trip that our family friend had two unfortunate incidences that I sadly found hilarious. First he fell out of a tree he was climbing, and second he fell asleep in front of the campfire and caught the bottom of his shoes on fire. Fortunately he wasn't badly injured in either incident.
The second trip I would have been between 12 and 14, as my sister was 4-6. She had never peed without a toilet I guess (although I remember her taking a dump on the beach at Okanagan lake when she was a baby. Hahaha). Anyway, she dropped trow and stood there and peed, and it was pretty funny. Same trip, she and I were sharing the table bed in the camper. She woke up very early in the morning - sunrise, and woke me, I sat up and she told me that she had a dream she was on the toilet. I said "you know some people have that dream and they pee the bed" She said, "yeah, that's what happened to me!" and I said "but you didn't pee right?" "Yeah, I did!" and I find myself sitting in a puddle of pee!
These are the memories George and destroyers remind me of - how can that be bad! I don't even know which trip we were listening to him.
So on the art front, I put a silly video on Facebook today. Since I know that no one really pays attention, I can do this without worrying too much about it. I mean, people pay attention to important things - like when I discussed my mental health, or important anniversary posts and stuff. But when people have to spend eighty seconds watching something stupid, they probably would prefer to spend their time watching cats falling off windowsills.
I really do love them though. They just came out beautifully. I just missed the opportunity to say that they are plastic because I really don't want anyone bustin' my balls. Oh damn! I was surprised that I was able to talk as long as I did, and still have the photos run slightly longer than the dialogue, and the fact that they were so close was completely unplanned.
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