Benny Mardones Lyric: She’s just sixteen years old
Leave her alone, they say
Rational Response: Whoa, whoa, whoa, dude. Sixteen? You can’t just … Holy shit, man, you need to pump your brakes.
Benny Mardones Lyric: She’s just sixteen years old
Leave her alone, they say
Rational Response: Whoa, whoa, whoa, dude. Sixteen? You can’t just … Holy shit, man, you need to pump your brakes.
Rod Stewart Lyric: “I’m coming home real soon
Be ready cause when I do
I’m gonna make love to you
Like fifteen men.”
Rational Response: “‘Like fifteen men’? Well, that just sounds awful.”
December 20, 1974 – After months of legal wrangling and a number of thwarted ATF raids, Colonel Harland Sanders, founder and philosopher-king of the Kentucky Friend Chicken restaurant chain, agrees to release all of his remaining slaves, but only after he personally administers one final Christian beating with “Jasper Discipline,” his beloved walking cane. In exchange for his cooperation with jurisdictional authorities, Colonel Sanders’s proprietary blend of 11 herbs and spices is granted immunity from the Freedom of Information Act.
“Knock, knock.”
“Who’s there?”
“Orange.”
“Orange who?”
“My wife died in childbirth.”
Confucian Wisdom: “In a hamlet of ten houses there must be men that are as faithful and true men as I, but they do not love learning as I do.”
Reasonable Response: “Well, la-di-da, your highness.”
Confucian Wisdom: “The Master said, I have met no firm man. One answered, Shen Ch’ang. The Master said, Shen Ch’ang is passionate; how can he be firm?”
Reasonable Response: “Tee hee.”
Confucian Wisdom: “Hear much, leave all that is doubtful alone, speak warily of everything else, and few will be offended. See much, leave all that is dangerous alone, deal warily with everything else, and thou wilt have little to rue. If thy words seldom give offence, and thy deeds leave little to rue, pay will follow.”
Reasonable Response: “So can I still get drunk?”
In “Go See the Doctor,” Kool Moe Dee’s operatic tale of a venereal complaint, the rapperist tells us: “The poontang was dope, and you know that I rocked her / But three days later, go see the doctor.”
This is quite sad, but things could have been measurably worse for the cocksman in question. The poontang might not have been all that dope. Or the passive/receptive partner might not have been all that rocked by the experience. Just imagine! Under such circumstances, social diseases are hardly worth the trouble.