Recently while writing, one of my Dad’s sayings flew from the lips of one of my characters. It made me think back to the many others I learned from that great man. Let us know any from yours that you hold fondly… or otherwise. Comment links are below.
Here’s a list of my father’s most memorable sayings. All should be accompanied only by the friendliest of smiles.
- You want a medal, or a chest to pin it on? (After we’d done something noteworthy.)
- Even a blind hog rootin’ in the woods turns up an acorn every once in a while. (When luck smiled upon us.)
- I’m surrounded by incompetence!
- No sense, no feeling.
- Useless as tits on a boar.
- I wouldn’t trust him farther than I can throw him.
- I didn’t just fall off the turnip truck!
- Can’t tell his ass from his elbow.
- Hotter than the hinges of blue hell.
- Colder than a witches tit in a brass brassiere.
- He’s sucking hind teat.
- Built like a brick outhouse. (Sturdy)
- Come hell or high water (I’m gonna…)
- Going to hell in a hand basket.
- This ain’t my first rodeo.
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If your friends jumped off a bridge, would you follow them? (Repeated like a mantra when I was a teenager. Little did he realize I was the one telling people to jump….)
My Grandfather told me once – when I was like 8 or 9 or something – when I was riding a red Snapper grass cutter (up north, they are lawn mowers! ;)), mowing the lawn in Hillsborough, “that if I was gonna do something half-ass, I might as well not do it at all.” Mind you, he wasn’t directing it at me so to speak – I was 9 – heck, I’m sure the penalty for child-labor laws is worse than missing an overgrown blade of grass – but sorta just saying it in general. I was learning, and yes, perhaps I had missed a strip of overgrown grass – and well, it just came out. It was a good lesson and one that I’ve never forgotten. He sorta delivered it at the crossroads of I was young enough to be surprise at him using a cuss word, but also just old enough to be smitten with the fact that he was trying to tell me something solid and even using an “adult” word to do it – while it was a bit of a reprimand, at the same time, it was a bit of respect (as more than just a child), and well, it just stuck. I know exactly where I was and how it sorta happened, and from then on, I just always tried to live by it, remembering that bit of advice when tackling a project, task, etc, etc.
At every family potluck, my Dad always instructed, “One dip, no lip, and keep the line moving!”