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Friday, March 13, 2015
The King of My Tribe and Cussin' Up A Pink Streak
March 13, 2015
One more sketch from the Larry Floyd sketchbook. This is the king of my tribe: Samuel Clemens, better known as Mark Twain. You can draw a direct line from him to Richard Pryor, David Letterman, Stephen Colbert and anyone who stands on a stage and makes people laugh—and think—by telling the truth!
Daily Whip Out from The Larry Floyd Sketchbook: "The King of My Tribe"
Cussin' Up A Pink Streak
Believe it or not, there was a time when people (mostly men) went to great lengths NOT to swear around women and children. Today, of course, women and children swear like sailors, but in the Old West, adults went out to great lengths to create softer oaths to use in mixed company. When did this end? Durned if I know.
Here is a list of the "Milk Toast Oaths" I remember as a child:
• Heavens to murgatory!
• Oh, for Pete's sake!
• What in the Sam Hill?!
• Yer durned tootin'!
• Son of a bees wax!
• Oh, fudge!
• Durn you! (and the horse you rode in on)
Okay, what am I missing?
"Them boys was cussin' up a pink streak."
—Good Ol' Ben Rux