coryanotado: (angry - alton says)
Whoever the FUCK has been hacking into my profiles and changing shit: It's not fucking funny. It's immature and stupid. Stop it. You're fucking stupid.
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1. A body of water, smaller than a river, contained within relatively narrow banks. Creek.

2. What the thing you push around the grocery store is called. Cart.

3. A metal container to carry a meal in. Lunch box?

4. The thing that you cook bacon and eggs in. Frying pan.

5. The piece of furniture that seats three people. Couch.

6. The device on the outside of the house that carries rain off the roof. Aren't those gutters?

7. The covered area outside a house where people sit in the evening. Porch.

8. Carbonated, sweetened, non-alcoholic beverages. Soda. Pop's a slang term for Dad and Coke is a specific type. All the rest of you assholes don't know what you're talking about.

9. A flat, round breakfast food served with syrup. Pancakes!

10. A long sandwich designed to be a whole meal in itself. Hoagie. Heros are only in stories and subs go underwater and are generally named Red October. Fuckers.

11. The piece of clothing worn by men at the beach. I'll assume not Speedos. I call them shorts.

12. Shoes worn for sports. Sneakers.

13. Putting a room in order. Cleaning it up?

14. A flying insect that glows in the dark. Firefly. Ala Joss Whedon.

15. The little insect that curls up into a ball. Pillbug. Eew.

16.The children's playground equipment where one kid sits on one side and goes up while the other sits on the other side and goes down. See-saw!

17. How do you eat your pizza? From the point to the crust, usually kinda folded.

18. What's it called when private citizens put up signs and sell their used stuff? Yard sale. We have rowhomes; garages are too out of the way to sell shit out of.

19. What's the evening meal? Dinner. Or, Fourthmeal™.

20. The thing under a house where the furnace and perhaps a rec room are? Basement.

21. What do you call the thing that you can get water out of to drink in public places? Wudder fountain.
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And I came across this letter.



It is an actual, ten-page letter from what seems to be about the early 1940s, so around World War II.

It is extremely dirty.

Granted, we tend to forget that in the early part of the 20th century, people were allowed to be pervy and nasty and sex-driven; at least, I do. This letter is a fresh reminder that even since the early 20th century, some people were real freaky nasty.

Confessions of a Southern Girl
Circa Early 1940s
Transcribed by Cory Anotado
Note from the transcriber: Best ten bucks I ever spent.


I was married quite young, not quite sixteen, but was good looking and had a good husband, and was mother of two children: a boy and a girl. Everything went fine until I was 28 years old, then my husband died.

After a year or so, men began to pay attention to me again, but there was no one dear to me but my deceased husband.

There was a burglar scare about this time in my neighborhood and I was all worked up about this and afraid to go to sleep at night. Some of the neighbors advised me to get a dog that would be respected by strangers. I saw an advertisement in the paper about a lady going north who would like a home for her Saint Bernard dog. I went over to see him. He sure was a beauty; so large and gentle like a lamb.
Can you see where this is going? OBVIOUSLY NSFW. )
So there's the story. If I can get to a scanner, I'll scan it in.

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