Sister has this thing where she doesn't like certain words. Whether it's the way people say them, the context with which the words are used, or even just the way the words themselves sound out loud, she hates them.
These words are fairly inoccuous. They don't have any particularly foul or crude definitions. They're just your everyday run-of-the-mill words.
Take for instance, the word dollop. What's the first thing that comes to mind when you see, hear, or say this word? Could it be, perhaps, the Daisy Sour Cream jingle? It is for Sister. The advertisement comes on the tv, and just the words of the song are enough to turn her into a crazy-hurry-grab-the-clicker-and-mute-the-tv-I'm-gonna-shank-someone-right-now-if-I-hear-the-word-dollop-pants. So naturally, it's funsies to sing the song. Often.
If dollops of sour cream don't get her blood boiling, it's panties. In case you didn't know, those lacy garments under your pants are not panties. They are undies. Somehow the word undies is much less disgusting. I don't even know where this comes from. I say panties. Who doesn't say panties? I mean, if it's good enough for Victoria, and especially since Sister shops at her secretive lingerie shop, then why can't she bring herself to say the word? Why does the mere thought of the word panties send her into spastic wretching and vomiting? I don't get it. But just for social experiment's sake, I say the word when she's around... you know, to see if she'll have the same reaction every time. She does.
As for the word rag, this time it's in reference to someone who is "on the rag." I don't think I've heard anyone use this phrase. Ever. The only times I've heard someone say the word rag was in the context of, "Hey, throw me that rag over there. I need to wipe up this water I spilled." Who, Sister, says "I'm on the rag"? Really?
Oh, Sissy, I heart you and your weird word phobias!
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