Comments on: “What’s A Dildo?”

By: Tom

Tom — Wed, 31 Aug 2005 16:43:00 +0000

I have similar story. My family was taking a car trip of about 4 hours to a major metropolitan area. My parents and 6 (of 7) brothers and sisters were packed in the car. After about 2 hours of being on the road my younger brother, about 12 at the time, asked my mother if dildo was a “nice word to say.” I tried hard not to laugh out loud, but couldn’t contain myself when my mother responded “as far as I know it is.” I looked at my father and said “I’ll tell Matt what a dildo is, but you have to tell mom.”

By: mainja

mainja — Mon, 22 Aug 2005 11:31:00 +0000

eale, that made me laugh out loud.

bacchus - ‘marrital aid’, now that’s something i wouldn’t have thought of. good on ya, (well, the 14 y/o version of you)

By: dragonet2

dragonet2 — Fri, 19 Aug 2005 13:59:00 +0000

Reminds me of my “Fuck” Story.

My sister is 6 years younger than I. When she was in 1st or 2nd grade (7 or 8 - I would have been 13 or 14), one day at bathtime she asked my mother what the word “fuck” meant — the kids had had to use the upperclass bathrooms because of a plumbing malfunction and this word was written on the bathroom stall there.

I heard the commotion because the house, while nice, was not that sound-proof and slinked up to my 2nd floor bedroom trying to keep from laughing out loud. Mom was, like, “WHERE ON EARTH did you see something like that? What FILTH are they exposing you to?” (I should mention my folks are/were fervent right-wing baptist ignoramouses, one of the best things that’s happened to me is that when I bought a house in Kansas city’s ‘urbia’ my mom will NEVER visit because she’s a bigot.)

Later she came to my room and asked me what that word MEANT. I prefaced my reply with “Promise not to hit me.” And got an affirmation to that.

When i told her it was a rude word for sexual intercourse she started ask how I knew, then stopped herself and left my room.

(the night before I married the man I’m STILL happily married to 27 years later today, she came to my room and told me about the ‘awful thing my husband was going to make me do.” when I realized she meant having sex I restrained myself from laughter (we’d discovered two years prior that it was the most wonderful indoor game of all) because I didn’t want to have slap marks on my face in my wedding pix …momma was a mean slapper

By: Salvatori

Salvatori — Wed, 17 Aug 2005 13:51:00 +0000

I had an unbelieveably liberal upbringing. I remember reading “Inside Linda Lovelace” aged about 12 and being quizzed on it by my uncle’s then girlfriend (the uncle had lent me the book and then told said girlfriend that I had read it). Made me blush something rotten having to explain the plot of “Deep Throat” to an attractive 22yo.

By: Trouble

Trouble — Wed, 17 Aug 2005 10:07:00 +0000

Bacchus, did you grow up in Michigan…or this family was just from MI originally? Great story…made my morning!

By: eale

eale — Fri, 12 Aug 2005 11:46:00 +0000

A dildoe, is someone that would like to be a prick, but dosent have quite what it takes!

By: m

Fri, 12 Aug 2005 11:07:00 +0000

I worked in a Public Health clinic in the ’70s. An RN in her fifties started to use the term “stupid dildo”. Knowing that this naive women did not know what she was saying, left most of us biting our tongues off.

One of the other nurses took her aside and explained the term, and ended our fun.

By: John

John — Fri, 12 Aug 2005 08:01:00 +0000

That’s a really fun one, but the thing that struck me was the tree house. My friends and I lived in a large, newer, neighborhood that butted up against a large dense forrest. We’d always play in the forest and cleared an area far from our homes. Later in life, my friends and I cleared more underbrush, and even chopped down a few trees. We had built a two foot high fence around the perimeter, and that’s where we had all of our porn, booze and cigarettes. We’d have parties by the fire pit, and take our girlfriends out there for a bit of privacy. One of my friend’s father owned a beer distributorship, and he’d always work summers for him, well, he’d always order one or two extra cases of beer for “The Hut”, we had some really good times there. Unfortunately, a couple of years after we had gone to college, “The Hut” was ripped down when a new housing project was being built. We had some really good time there, and we never got caught.

By: ~Storm

~Storm — Fri, 12 Aug 2005 07:41:00 +0000

OK, that reminds me… one time I was in some upscale boutique in California with my oh-so-rich-bitch step mother. She had a fur coat, and we were walking by some scarf and glove department when all of a sudden she grabs a scarf and very loudly proclaims “Oh, this would be lovely with my beaver!” (her coat) The sales women snickered politely, my step sister and I went into hysterics (we were teenagers) and then we had to take her aside and explain what a beaver was. To her credit, she thought it was fucking hysterical and couldn’t wait to tell my dad, who really wished he had been there.

By: Ms Naughty

Ms Naughty — Thu, 11 Aug 2005 15:20:00 +0000

Bacchus, you just made my day. What a great story. :)