[For the sexual act, see Euphemism (sex)]
It started out innocently enough. The last clue to Monday's New York Times Crossword.
5D: The spit in a spit roast.
Normally I would wait until the next day to find the answer, but this proved particularly vexing. There were only two missing letters and I couldn't for the life of me solve it.
Casting aside any semblance of crossword purity, I turned to the internet.
And the internet, once again, blew my mind.
The first line of the Spit Roast/Rotisserie entry in Wikipedia:
Spit Roast redirects here. For the sexual act, see Spit roast (sex)
Say what?
Not only was this a sexual act I had never heard of, but that one sentence opened up the possibility of an entire language floating in a boundless sea of euphemistic signifiers.
Despite what dystopian writers would have you believe, in the future:
language/sex.
5D: The spit in a spit roast.
Normally I would wait until the next day to find the answer, but this proved particularly vexing. There were only two missing letters and I couldn't for the life of me solve it.
Casting aside any semblance of crossword purity, I turned to the internet.
And the internet, once again, blew my mind.
The first line of the Spit Roast/Rotisserie entry in Wikipedia:
Spit Roast redirects here. For the sexual act, see Spit roast (sex)
Say what?
Not only was this a sexual act I had never heard of, but that one sentence opened up the possibility of an entire language floating in a boundless sea of euphemistic signifiers.
Despite what dystopian writers would have you believe, in the future:
language/sex.
3 Comments:
On that note: as far as I'm concerned, Eiffel Tower is a verb.
...and - incidentally - I've just found some nice simulacra for sale, care of Austin hipsters. (There's so much irony in this room, I need an oxygen tank)
did you solve it?
If by 'solve' you mean 'have relations with', and if by 'it' you mean 'your mother' -- then yes, yes i did solve it.
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