It's fascinating how much humor teens find in perversion.
Actually, the fact that perversion is entertaining isn't so unique. Anyone who watches Whose Line (I am proud to say that I recently became re-addicted and streamed two seasons of it within two weeks. Quite a feat when I was also supposed to be keeping up with schoolwork and all the extracurricular shebang that'll hopefully get me into an Ivy League. But I digress.) knows that sexual jokes are an an integral part of American life. It's not just this generation -- you've got balding, 50+ year old guys dropping dirty jokes and actually getting laughs from the working-class, middle-aged audience.
Thus, if you have successfully been baptized in the cauldron of Americana, you are a pervert.
So if perversion is so normal, then why is The Hawk writing about it? Well I've noticed recently that not only is innuendo a great source of humor, it has become our sole source of humor. When you hit your teenage years, all the one-liners have become old. "Why don't you look in a mirror?," "You wish," "Your mother," etc. Previously brilliant; now hackneyed.
We allude to sex and genitalia at every opportunity. The other day I was holding a banana and decided that I'd like to relieve myself. Now, one does not take fruit (or anything edible, for that matter) into the bathroom with them unless one wishes to look like an utter fool. And of course, what are friends for, if not to hold your banana for you while you take a piss?
...You just laughed, didn't you?
Along that vein, it would be useless to recount the rest of that story, as I am convinced that readers of this blog must be at least of average intelligence and minimal creativity (You can come up with the ending yourself, in other words).
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