But how to cope with changes in verbal fashions, still having fun while being politically correct?
I was with friends at a fund-raiser dance for adults, with a farm theme. As well as paying for entrance, of course they had raffles and a sideshow alley. Filled with things like arm-wrestling, throwing hoop-la hoops over a whiskey bottle, and pinning the tail on the donkey. Only they didn't call it pin the tail on the donkey, did they? Donkeys weren't interesting. Instead it was divided it up by gender. The gals had to try to place the gun back in the holster on this poster of a cowboy with his legs apart ready for action. The guys were given two tassels to pin onto the exposed tits of this barmaid, the one with the welcoming smile.
Of course the willing victims were blindfolded and turned around till they were giddy. They were meant to be left facing the right direction, but one guy somehow went astray. He charged blindfolded across the hall, filled as it was with variously occupied figures, with two tassels on pins outstretched in front of him - right at tit height.
© Farmer 26 April 1996