In A World of Sick Minds. . .

"Pick your balls up."

What immediately comes to your mind?

In the world of sick minds that we live in, you have to be careful what you say. Soccer camp was quite interesting, with the boys laughing their guts out every time the coach told them to drop their balls, throw their balls, gather their balls together, kick their balls, or anything having anything to do with balls. And I wonder. . . who ever decided to change that meaning?

It's like the word gay. Gay used to mean happy! Why change it? It rhymes with say and day and weigh and lay; and now it's been forbidden from common use! I can't use it in poetry at all. If I say, "Every single day, you make me feel gay." (Lame poetry, I know, I could most certainly do better, but still!) It bugs me that it is interpreted in. . . that way. . .

Another word: thong. Seriously, did someone invent this word so that we could laugh at old people? Old people who say that they could go around all summer wearing only thongs? Those poor old people!! Why are we so cruel to them?

You can make anything a sick word, though. Any phrase can become sick and twisted. All you have to do is add, "That's what she said, " or, "If you know what I mean, " at the end of every sentence. I would give examples. . . but you people who have sick minds have probably heard them. Those who haven't heard them. . . I don't want to contaminate you!!

Just so you know, if you hang out with sick minded people, these jokes become unavoidable. I would give you the advice to be careful what you say, but, anything can become nasty, when it really comes down to it. *shiver* Just try to stay. . . somewhat regular.

(P.S. If you know what I mean. . .)