This sort of relates to my long-ago IRC query about why there's no dirty word for 'cervix'. The most supported theory was that it's because guys can't see it.

This sort of relates to my long-ago IRC query about why there's no dirty word for 'cervix'.

"Midnight Trampoline" was the term I used to hear for cervix. Not dirty, I'll give you that, but also rather male-centric.

I can't see the cervix either. Am I supposed to?

Joe Famous, I've seen TPS and Specklet use va-jay-jay here on metachat, that might qualify.

I say buh-gina, va-jay-jay, cookie, keener, vulvular area, etc...

I can't see the cervix either.

But you know it's there.

Your GYN can show you, if you're very interested.

"va-jay-jay"

I think I'll write a tune with that one as the title!

Intellectually I know it's there, but I can't sense it's presence, Miko. I always politely decline the GYN's offer in the spirit of keeping things moving along.

That sounds like a fine idea Joe Famous!

Huh. I'm really aware of mine. Maybe I'm weird.

My wife it aware of hers, and lets me know on no uncertain terms if any part of my body gets even close to it. Not pleasant, apparently.

It feels like the tip of your nose.

Years ago, while being fitted for a diaphram, I had trouble finding my cervix. The gynecologist inserted her hand, then instructed me to insert my hand over hers; she then pulled her hand out, and I felt it. My cervix. The diaphram needs to cover the cervix, of course (I hate diaphrams, by the by... that suction when you have to squat and pull the thing out... TMI?).

The only time I think about my cervix is when it's getting banged into.

Or scraped or biopsied, or having bits cut out...

poor cervix.

Please don't come after me with mirrors and scapulas and noses and hands and forcibly raise my cervix awareness, mmmkay? Mmmkay.

Please don't come after me with mirrors and scapulas and noses and hands

I read that, first, as "spatulas" and almost spit out my coffee. . .

Please don't come after me with mirrors and scapulas

Uhh, shoulder blades? Is the gynecologist crawling back into the womb?

Hey, ignorance is bliss!

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THE WHACHAMACALLIT
-J. Famous-


Is it the “C” word, the “P” word or the “V” word?
Someone tell me
And which one is cool to say loud in conversation?

In what context does it become condensation?
And which one is deemed cool
To say in the bedroom?

Would I be a tool for using’ c**t exclusively
Or should I only say it ‘round people
Who are use to me?

Would I receive a smack for describing’ a little cat
Or is vagina more exact and formal?

Which one’s more normal?

Which one do women use around each other more often
And if I use it too would I end up in a coffin?

Is there one I can use socially
Without some distortion?
Can I use punnany, kitten and coochie exclusively?

What did they say back in the heyday in
Whorehouses on pay day ?

What drove the ladies crazy?
What’s acceptable now?

Recently I heard va-jay-jay
And I think that one’s wild, but in a good way

What would the fellas in my rap group say?

Should I just let it be and never give it a moniker
So I won’t end up offending Monicas and Veronicas?

I think I’ll call it beautiful ‘cause that’s what it is
Copulation or having kids

It’s all good in my world

So, to every “Squa”, “Chick”, “Shorty” and “Girl”
On this Earth.
I’ll love it anyway it’s said for what it’s worth

Word up!

Nice!

Hey Joe, you should read this book.

Thanks. Specklet!

One chapter is called
"Cuntlovin' Guide to the Universe"

I'm sold! lol.

I'll have a copy in my possesion by the end of the week.

Once again, I love this as a poem and am not sure I'd love this as rap. Why is that?

I love the rhyme with "moniker"!

Regarding the cervix, my feelings are exactly what gaspode said.

Speck, I'm not going to click the link at work, but if that's Inga Muscio's book, I always hated her when she was writing for The Stranger in the 90's (I had her pegged as one of those "women are in tune with the moon" wackos), so I've refused to read the book.

*watch the drummer get wicked, wicked...*

(sorry)

One time I was out to dinner with a husband and a friend. The husband was going on and on about a tree-climbing contest for arborists he'd just seen, and he kept using the word "crotch" again and again, and I could tell by the look on my friend's face that she was going to say SOMEthing. Finally she says, in a cranky little old lady voice, "Don't say "crotch"! Say "treasure trove"!!

Not that this answers the question at all. All I know is that some of those words have been around a long long time: "cunt" appears (if you'll pardon the expression) several times in Chaucer.

...also, Shakespeare used the terms "poontang" and "beef curtains" extensively in both Coriolanus and The Merchant of Venice.

Get outta town, Hugh!

I never knew that!

Heh heh heh. muhaha. haha MUHAHAHA! HAHAHA! HEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

By the way, check your email, Joe.

I ain't git stuck wit jack diddly squat Hugh!

lol.