Redefining misanthropy for a fresh generation. Standard posts begin with a definition from Ambrose Bierce's The Devil's Dictionary followed by a modern adjustment. Miscellany on Wednesday and storytelling on Saturday.
Friday, February 05, 2010
Dextrality
DEXTRALITY, n. The state of being on the right side. See POLITICIAN.
You will always find me on the right side, sir; always! I cannot afford to get left! -Gen. McComb
2010 Update: The likelihood that one will pick your left pocket.
It's goddam three o'clock in the AM and the dang dawg had to go PEE!
Because the bulldog is afraid of the creatures of the night (owls, raccoons, etc., etc.) in the backyard she ran way slipping through a hole in the neighbor's fence.
Meanwhile, she loves riding in the car and sticking her head out the window. I drove around the block at @15 mph. until she pounced gloriously into the passenger's seat.
Okaaaaayyyy Karen! Now see, if you lived in PA instead of Florida, the dog would not have been able to run off...the snow is higher than a bulldog's head.
I'd rather be right than wrong.
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Righteousness as ordained by God. Lefties are, after all, the spawn of Satan.
ReplyDeleteFlash 55 - Buried Secrets
Aha! Trolling for sinistrality.
ReplyDeleteDexterous folks are not in their right minds. ;P
ReplyDeleteDexter -- neighborhood bully from my child
ReplyDelete-ous -- suffix meaning full of
The day came when my friends and were so dexterous, so we took the young bully out behind the school house and taught him wisdom.
Nessa, as a leftie I am deeply offended and shall ask the dark lord to punish you for your remark
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As for dextrality, does it really matter which side picks which pocket?
Logo: Was that sting I felt on my tush a gift from you?
ReplyDeleteFlash 55 - Buried Secrets
Dextrality: I always think I'm right until most of the time I'm proven wrong LOL
ReplyDeleteDusty Doggy always raised his left hind leg when he peed.
ReplyDeleteGood old Dusty.
ReplyDeletewhatever it is mine is gone
ReplyDeleteIt's goddam three o'clock in the AM and the dang dawg had to go PEE!
ReplyDeleteBecause the bulldog is afraid of the creatures of the night (owls, raccoons, etc., etc.) in the backyard she ran way slipping through a hole in the neighbor's fence.
Meanwhile, she loves riding in the car and sticking her head out the window. I drove around the block at @15 mph. until she pounced gloriously into the passenger's seat.
After that we went home.
Okaaaaayyyy Karen! Now see, if you lived in PA instead of Florida, the dog would not have been able to run off...the snow is higher than a bulldog's head.
ReplyDeleteJim, I'd rather be upside down in a trash barrel than to do right. Just not my style.
ReplyDeleteNessa, here I had no idea you were a theologian.
Nice vocabulary, Karen!
Nor I, TLP.
Quilly, I hope he burped water after.
You bet it matters, Logo. Otherwise you don't know which side to keep the scorpion.
Nessa, was their laughing?
Thom, you just have to believe.
RIP, Dusty. Suddenly I'm curious whether that makes a dog left- or right-footed.
You bet, TLP.
Actonbell, I'm not sure that bodes well.
Your dextrality, Coop? You might have left it at the bar.
Poor Karen. Not even my dogs wanted to go out in the weather we're having. They seem to have forgotten Georgia completely.
TLP, the mud is that deep in my yard.
The neutrality of the Right on any issue not yet raised for discussion. The skill of an elephant about to pounce.
ReplyDeleteright angles...definitely a squares best friend...
ReplyDeleteWeirsdo, that's a funny image.
ReplyDeleteAnd her composition, Alana, you bet.