Behind this hairy exterior is a completely juvenile sense of humor. And guts. Nasty smelly bloody guts.
Last Friday, my boys (and Sheena) got together for a poker game. Taking their money was not my favorite part of the night though. See, we are newspaper reporters AND poker players, so between hands we often talk about work and politics and work.
Then Jason interrupted.
“Caucus. That is one of those words that sounds dirty but isn’t.”
You know like Bangkok or Uranus or crotchety or rectory or manhandle.
Say it with me, now. CAUCUS. You filthy minded reader.
With all of us laughing, Jason upped the ante. He said a new phrase has entered that prized lexicon of inadvertently nasty words.
Stimulus package.
Enjoy that stimulus package whether you get yours in the mail or online.
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Apparently we share the same humor. I couldn't help but regale my dad with the sentence "He's getting his stimulus package in a closed-door caucus." He actually laughed. God bless politicians for their awesome jargon.
— The prettiest pokerman at the table
Here's one -- A co-worker of mine was telling me how he said "Big cock country" in his job interview with The Republic. He was speaking of South Dakota's reputation as a pheasant hunting ground -- only none of the interviews knew that.
He was immediately hired.
You've gotta love journalists.
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