Famous J Pats Himself on the Back

Most of what we refer to as "creativity" is nothing of the sort. Being creative is mostly about stealing some line/idea/concept that someone else came up with and using it at just the right time. Actual original thinking is rarely involved.

When real genuine original thinking happens, I think the person should be applauded. This is especially true when that person is me.

So, here's my story. I'm only just now mentioning it because somehow it got lost:

I was at a Superbowl party at my cousin and cousin-in-law's house (no, this isn't the cousin who's my erstwhile roommate, this is his sister). They have this dog, Wally, one of those Boston Terriers a dog that is described as either "hideously unattractive" or "so ugly it's cute", depending on your taste or whether that dog's owner is within earshot and/or armed.

Anyway, one of the weirdos at this gathering was cradling Wally on its back, and someone else was stroking Wally's taint. Don't ask.

She said, "I love Wally's taint! It's so soft, because, like, there's nothing there."

I responded, "Of course there's nothing there! That's why they call it the 'taint'. If there were something there, they'd call it... the 'tis'."

Okay, it's not Oscar Wilde, but it was totally orignal and right on the spot. And it's even more funny when you think about it a bit.

See, because if there were something there, they wouldn't really call it the "tis". They'd call it the whatever it is. Like the bing bong, or the dingus, perhaps.

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All right, never mind. Maybe it wasn't very creative after all. I officially retract my own back-pat.