George,

 GP> I newver hasd a poem; I just had to memorize them. I've added another:
 GP> The Gratuitive Intensive (e.g Very, D*mn, F*cking)

  Or those who don't like leaving tips at restaurants. Now, if a server does
a good job, I'm happy to tip them appropriately. But, I do NOT like it where
they charge the 20% tip fee BEFORE you get the meal.

 GP> Slang,I figured out is just laziness -- it's often a word so loosely
 GP> defined, it can fill in multiple parts of speech, or substitute for the
 GP> words we cannot think of quickly enough.

  The late Tex Avery did a cartoon called "Symphony In Slang". It was a
ridiculously funny look if you took slang literally.

 GP> If my son refers to his rectal oruiuice by the usual 7-letter a-word,
 GP> that's fine, if he refers to another human being as such, we're going
 GP> to have words; the last 4 being, "Go to your room."; unlike today's
 GP> spoiled generations, his tech is all in the living room, not up in his
 GP> room. . .

  Or have the parents change the password on the home wi-fi. 

 GP> Any teachwer wants to castigate him for using "bad words" will be
 GP> tsalkin to me, yto juustify their lack of education. If the teacher
 GP> then starts off by saying he used the word to disrupt -- that's
 GP> weaponized behaviour & I'll deal with him at home.

  I remember when you got spanked at school, you ended up getting a
second whipping at home...and you couldn't figure out how they found
out.

 GP> If he can't understand that speech around his parents & around his male
 GP> schoolmates, in the schoolyard, isn't different, he'll learn, trust me!

  Nowadays, they have no respect for their elders. On my ham radio nets,
I'll address them as "Mister John, Mister Roy, Miss Lois, Miss Virginia",
etc. When asked why, I reply "RESPECT. If I give it, they'll return it". :)

 GP> Yes, I differentiate how to behave around one's fellow males, in
 GP> private, & around those of the distaff set.  The day you have to
 GP> consider the possibility of conceiving, carrying, & bearing children,
 GP> potentially even against your will, I'll give you special
 GP> consideration, too, & I expect him to live thusly, too.

  I am of the OLD SCHOOL. Children should be seen and not heard...and not
speak unless spoken to. Then, it's "Yes, Ma'am...No, Ma'am...Yes, Sir...
and No, Sir". I have far more respect for the kids and their parents when
the kids are well behaved.

 GP> It's the same [official] reason I graciously indicate to a lady she
 GP> should precede me. . .

  My late wife taught me "what's good for me". . I grew up with a
brother...I didn't know it took women "forever and a day" to get ready. 
The song by Brad Paisley, "Little Moments" really hits the nail on the
head...and in the video, Andy Griffith is in there. :)

 GP> There's more than one reason to appreciate women, & both are valid as
 GP> forms of respect, when done resapectfully.

  So many men think the woman is "a sex toy". To me, they were created as
a companion (a help meet). Ironically, before I was single, I couldn't
understand all the fuss about being married. Now, being a widower going
on 15 years (with loneliness real bad some days), I see the other side
of the coin. 

 GP> "First the flowers, then the chocolates and then the dress!" she
 GP> exclaimed. "I've never had a more wonderful Groundhog Day in my life!"

  Oh, boy!! As an aside, I thought the female in that movie wasn't bad
looking . 

 GP> -=-
 GP> After being away on business, Tim thought it would be nice to bring his
 GP> wife a little gift.

 GP> "How about some perfume?" he asked the cosmetics clerk.

 GP> "What I mean," said Tim, "is I'd like to see something really cheap."

 GP> The clerk handed him a mirror.

  Whoa!! 

  That's like the one where the woman goes into Macy's, and is looking
at a piece of fine (and expensive) jewelery. As she bends over to get
a better look, she farts (and it wasn't an SBD one, either). She was
hoping no one witnessed her poot, but was horrified to see a young man
standing there, asking if he could help her find something. She asked
how much this certain piece of jewelery was, and was told "Madam...if
you farted just looking at it, you're going to $h!+ when I tell you
the price!!". I guess I'm shopping at Dollar General!! 

 GP> -=-
 GP> Somewhere in the city there was a small apartment building. there were
 GP> four floors and 1 person lived on each floor.

  Never mind the old song "Knock 3 times on the ceiling if you want me".

 GP> A while later she heard 3 knocks at the door. She knew it was the blind
 GP> man, so she didn't put on her robe and she answered the door. He said
 GP> "guess what! guess what! I just got might sight back!
 GP> -=-

  I'll bet he got an eyeful!!

 GP> There is no War of the Sexes -- there's too much fraternization with
 GP> the 'enemy.'

  True.

Daryl

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