slumber

*sniffs* I miss

dark_eyed_amy. I don't think I've spoken to them in the past week at all. And Amy won't be back until Wednesday. (And I'd say I miss

siobhanohare and

kiwi666 too, but dude. Speaking to them now. Yay.)

Anyway, yeah. Schtuff. I found out two shibby thingies. And because I am all for higher education among my flist, who I notice love these two words anyway, here are the origins of the words:

SHIT

A long long time ago, manure was shipped from place to place as fertilizer, and since it's manure, well, duh, they had to put it in the basement, or whatever you call its equivalent in ship-speak.

So alright, shit downstairs, people upstairs, nothing smells and everyone's happy, right?

Well, not exactly.

Because the shit's all downstairs where it gets cold and somewhat damp, chemical processes act up and eventually they make the manure flammable, and that is a LOT of manure, so all it takes is some poor bloke to come down with a lamp to check that all the stuff is there and, well, there goes the ship.

This goes on for a really long time and so many ships sink in between (*resists urge to make silly crack about fandom*) and nobody knows what on earth's going on. Finally, they realise it's all got to do with ships who ship shit (*cackles*) so they decided to transfer the manure to higher decks where it won't get damp and flammable. To make sure no idiot mistakenly puts the stuff at the bottom of the decks, they stamped all the manure with S.H.I.T., which is actually an acronym for Ship High In Transit, which is what they've been doing to shit since then.

*bows*

FUCK

This one I got from my friend.

So, during the Victorian era, the people were right little prudes. So much that sex was actually really truly taboo, even for married couples.

So much that they had to get permission from the fucking KING before they could have sex.

I have no idea how they went about it, or how they get arrested if they don't have permission--do guards randomly enter houses at night to see who's having it off with who and where, I wonder?--but once they do get permission, they put a big FUCK at their door (or something, I mean--if sex is so taboo, why proclaim you're having it?), and it stands for Fornication Under Consent of the King.

So, really, when people fuck? They have Royal Authority to do so.

This enlightening and educational entry was brought to you by the letters W, T, and F.

PS.

hp_kris_kringle sign-ups end November 20. Which I have just realised is today. Well, tomorrow for some of you. Hahaha, never mind, I can extend til Sunday, because that's what I meant anyway.

shadows_edge rocks, dude. Join it.

Gmail allows a filter to forward mail to somewhere else. I think I am in love.