Russell Gayer, author speaker
I used to work with a guy who was born and raised in Puerto Rico. He told me the hardest thing about learning the English language was the metaphors and euphemisms we Americans use in everyday conversation. When I mentioned that I was going to “pitch a loaf” he wrongly assumed it had something to do with bread.
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We interrupt normal blog programing to bring you the latest in the Sex Education labor strike.
Negotiations have broken down. The Bees are forming picket lines outside Bird headquarters to protest their stand on In vitro fertilization.
“This is an unnatural act and flies in the face of everything we’ve taught young people for generations,” buzzed Bee spokesperson, Honie.
“There’s nothing wrong with an egg outside the body,” countered Cindy Cardinal. “Why should it matter where fertilization takes place?”
In response, angry bees are constructing a wall of hexagonal wax cells to launch armed drones across enemy lines.
Film at eleven.
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Excellent! Russell this is great. Love the satire and the description of the scene. um, bee spokesperson Honey spells her name Honie. 🙂
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Oops, sorry about the typo on her name. I’ll get it fixed.
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Ha! I can’t believe you did that just for me. How sweet!
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I was wondering what the back story for that was, and I was thrilled to find it here =)
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LOL!! Gosh I loved this almost as I used to love playing catch with the loaves of bread mother used to buy at the bakery.
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You crack me up! I can’t get over the visual image of you and your mom pitching a few loaves around the yard while your dog watches in amazement.
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Okay you got me laughing out loud now, Russell!
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Another inspired gem, Russell. Back to the topic of American euphemisms, I’m buds with a copy editor at the New York Times. Recently, she intercepted a headline seconds before it went live online that used the phrase “pitch a tent”. I don’t remember the exact headline but t was a story involving boys and the Girl Scouts so that headline had a connotation that definitely would have made the Old Grey Lady blush. The person that wrote it, a Mrs. Prim and Proper type, had no idea that that expression had other meanings.
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I’m sure those Boy Scouts were pitching plenty of tents at the Girl Scout Jamboree, but let’s not shout it from the mountain tops.
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The New York Times very nearly did shout it until Lame Adventures Friend saved — or ruined — the day (depending on your POV).
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That gave me a real buzz, Russell. I have no hesitation on egging you on to your next fictional offering 😀
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Dear BB,
This goes above and bee-yond. I hope the birds and the bees can come to some kind of agreement. It could have far reaching effects as to what we tell our children.
Shalom,
Dr. Ruth
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haha! you got yourself a gem here ^^
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So even the birds and bees fight over nonsensical divisions? Who knew?
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I’ve got my popcorn ready for the movie version! Great concept.
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Great take on the prompt. This is one of those, I wish I would have thought of that, stories.
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Thanks, Lewis. Actually, I thought more people would take the Birds & Bees route.
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Great news broadcast. I’d come back for the full story.
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The only thing missing was educated fleas, darling! Quite funny, though!
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HAHAHAHAHA! “And we’ll have live team coverage tonight at ten!”
Russell, no kidding, you continue to amaze me! Hilarious!
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Damn, I guess I had better have another talk with my kids! I got it all wrong the first time! Birds, bees, nature, go figure.
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Love it Russell. Someone forgot the old saying “If it ain’t broke don’t fix it!”
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Dear Russell,
You’ve been into the mead again, haven’ t you. Your ability to concoct stories of sublime ridiculousness is unsurpassed by anyone in the FF hive. Very well done….again.
Aloha,
Doug
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Thanks Doug.
I’m just trying to keep up with Perry and Linda V. Maybe the three of us should go one of those Blue Collar Comedy tours.
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I LOVED your imaginative story and the puns! Very creative!
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Good to see your Bee Team is at the ready–definitely a unique take on the prompt, Russell.And I l like your title–Fun.
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I hope they have a roving reporter to capture them launching armed drones. This is turning into a sticky situation.
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I always knew Masters and Johnsons were a couple of Johnny-come-latelys, speaking of sex education. The Birds and the Bees have always been my ultimate authorities as well, which is why I always try to pick up women by chirping and attempting to sting them. Hasn’t worked too well as I often get sprayed by Raid.“There’s nothing wrong with an egg outside the body,” which is where I typically wind up too. Nice job on the prompt and revving me up as well. Russell!
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Classic!!! A brilliant take on the prompt, such a cleverly woven tale.
Well done
Dee
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Funny as always. I love your stories.
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Great idea from the prompt, Russell. I hope they sort out their differences. Sorry I’m late, still getting through last week’s stories…
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Nice take on the prompt Russell!
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