[In which the un-PC bandying of words results, as usual, in some delightful and mentally healthful silliness….]
Rape. One of the worst things imaginable.
Rape in prison. One of the most serious correctional management problems of the New Millennium. Prisoner-on-prisoner rape is no joke. Which is why prisoners make rape jokes all the time.
When one prisoner is annoying another by constant verbal baiting, a third prisoner who’s observing will often say to the annoyance: “I’m not pulling him off you.” Meaning, of course, “If he kicks your ass, you deserve it.” It’s a warning to the joker to consider the consequences.
“If you wish to know the mind of a man, listen to his words.”
— Chinese Proverb
One of my Lending Library workers cultivates a sexually-charged sense of humor. Very little can be said in his hearing that he is not compelled to make into a sexual reference. Sexual innuendo is his nature, his creed, perhaps his raison d’etre. He cannot help himself, and wouldn’t even if he could.
Yesterday, one of the Lending Library clerks — a consummate ball-buster who mans the circulation desk — is baiting another clerk who’s trying to get some cataloging work done at the computer. The clerk who’s working is obviously annoyed, and warns the man to cut it out. The ball-buster smiles and continues the unwanted teasing. Two other clerks are observing this from their work desks, one of them being Mr. Innuendo. Observer #1 says to the annoyance:
“I’m not pullin’ him off of you!”
To which Innuendo adds, “And I’m not pullin’ him out of you!”
I say to him: “Don’t you have anything to do?”
He smiles and replies: “I’m doin’ my job! I’m a cunning linguist!”
“Funny, you were hired as a typewriter clerk. But all we get from you is sexual innuendo.”
To which the ball-buster replies, “Yeah, but with him, it’s more like ‘In-your-end, oh!’ ”
I didn’t pull them off of him.