Thursday, October 05, 2006

Today someone in a chat room said supper ,Supper is a word that grates on me I have no idea why ,I am an intollerant person when it comes to words there are words that I just quite simply destest and words that actually make my knuckles go white as I clench my fists to stop myself smacking the person uttering the words.
Beaker for drinking glass is one, as is tumbler supper has me grinding my teeth
It seem odd that I can sit around with people using cunt twat fuck etc and the only way it would offend me is if they said I spilled a tumbler full of water over my cunt earlier while I was preparing supper for my twat of a husband fortunately my child bought me another fucking tumber of water to replace it.
its national poetry day today ,theres a programme on later called from Doherty to motion that I shall be watching. Pete doherty is reading suicide in the trenches by Seigfried Sassoon

Suicide in the Trenches

I knew a simple soldier boy
Who grinned at life in empty joy,
Slept soundly through the lonesome dark,
And whistled early with the lark.

In winter trenches, cowed and glum,
With crumps and lice and lack of rum,
He put a bullet through his brain.
No one spoke of him again.


You smug-faced crowds with kindling eye
Who cheer when soldier lads march by,
Sneak home and pray you'll never know
The hell where youth and laughter go.

SSCP

15 comments:

The Broards said...

After the reading you should invite Pete Doherty out for a tumbler of Guinness. Maybe he'd then buy you supper

Meme said...

don;t you have sonme republic you could be outing castrogirl?

Meme said...

make that republican

schell said...

I'm the same way with the word hopper. Say toilet for crying out loud!

The Broards said...

A woman at work hates the word succulent

Anonymous said...

Yes, succulent is pretty horrid. I hate wistful and snog. The C*nt word is totally unacceptable and I don't go much on the word shit either.

I do, however, love the word bollocks.

Anonymous said...

Ooooh, and trollope. I used to have a patient called Mrs Trollope. If it wasn't for the fact that her husband was completely ugly, I'd have wanted to marry him meself.

Meme said...

my husband says herry instead of hurry t makes me want to bang his head against the wall shouting the word is Fucking HURRY you wanker over and over again

schell said...

My husband says cheft instead of chef. Thank god the word doesn't come up that often, or I'd have to call him a wanker too.

Anonymous said...

the monster in always says "Spic and Spam" instead of Span. And she says Mimite instead of Marmite. Why does she have to annoy me this way?!

Anonymous said...

Round here they say "clen" instead of clean, like im going to clen the house today, it drives me mad

Anonymous said...

In Bristol they say Sausage "Rose" instead of Rolls. Very common.

Meme said...

In Bristol they say Sausage "Rose" instead of Rolls. Very common.>>>>>>>>>

well if anyone knows common it would be you

britters said...

I love using the word shag. I know it's uncouth and shouldnt really be used in polite company, but I like it. Shag shag shag.

Anonymous said...

I like the poem. S. Sassoon always makes me think of those Pat Barker books.