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Problem about one word.
<<"John fucked Janet" (the other way round would sound strange).>>
Really? Fucking takes two, you know (occasionally more, but let's keep it simple). I've often said that I've fucked some guy or another -- the word isn't simply synonymous with "penetration", after all. It's synonymous with "having sex", and either sex can do that!
<<You'll often hear "Fuck off", basically meaning "Go away", and the more American "Fuck you". >>
We use "fuck off", too. I had no idea that "fuck you" is considered "More American", though.
<I've often said that I've fucked some guy or another -- the word isn't simply synonymous with "penetration", after all. It's synonymous with "having sex", and either sex can do that!>
I agree.
<<"John fucked Janet" (the other way round would sound strange).>>
<<Really? Fucking takes two, you know (occasionally more, but let's keep it simple). I've often said that I've fucked some guy or another -- the word isn't simply synonymous with "penetration", after all. It's synonymous with "having sex", and either sex can do that!>>
I seem to be the only one to agree with zxczxc on that!?
Aye....this action takes two, as Uriel said, BUT: it sounds stange to me the other way around, since the word "fuck" IS simply synonymous with "penetration", but it's just my idiolect.
Anyway, you might as well be right, guys.... Perhaps I'm a bit old-fashioned. I should bear in mind: this is the postmodern age - everything is possible! :-)) Women have fighted for their rights a lot.....now, they can fuck men. (Pardon my cynicism.)
My only contribution to this topic is to offer some advice to Liz.
The verb "fight"..the past participle is "fought". The word "fighted" does not exist.
Just one of the many inconsistencies that blight the English Language...and have blighted it since its inception. See what I mean? :-)
<<The verb "fight"..the past participle is "fought". The word "fighted" does not exist.>>
Did I really write this????? Yes. Unbelieveable. I shouldn't write anything half asleep or, if I do, I should read it before I post. Thanks. Sorry.
That's what happens when you become orthographically retentive.
starfuckerstarfuckerstarfuckerstarfucker
fuckerstarfuckerstarfuckerstarfuckerstar
(skip intro if you want to get to lyrics of the song)
The Rolling Stones
I always thought it referred to a:
The Lockheed F-104 Starfighter is a high-performance supersonic interceptor ...
The modified Starfighter versions also gained an unenviable reputation for being challenging to fly, with high fatal accident rates, particularly in German service, where it gained nicknames like "widowmaker" and "earth nail" for frequently driving itself into the ground.
Lockheed chose a minimalist approach: a design that would achieve high performance by wrapping the lightest, most aerodynamically efficient airframe possible around a single powerful engine. The emphasis was on minimizing drag and mass.
The wing's leading edges were so thin (0.016 in / 0.41 mm) and so sharp that they presented a hazard to ground crews, and protective guards had to be installed during ground operations.
As a result the Starfighter had superb acceleration, rate of climb, and potential top speed, but its sustained turn performance was very poor, described by some as more like a milk truck than a fighter. It was sensitive to control input, and extremely unforgiving of pilot error.
The Starfighter's fuselage had a high fineness ratio, i.e., tapering sharply towards the nose, and small frontal area. The fuselage was tightly packed, containing the radar, cockpit, cannon, all fuel, landing gear, and engine.
The F-104's turn radius and high-alpha behavior were always tricky, and the Starfighter had a well-deserved reputation for unforgiving behavior.
The Starfighter was commonly called the "missile with a man in it."
STARFUCKER
(M. Jagger/K. Richards)
Baby, baby, I've been so sad since you've been gone
Way back to New York City
Where you do belong
Honey, I missed your two-tone kisses
Legs wrapped around me tight
If I ever get back to Fun City, girl
I'm gonna make you scream all night
Honey, honey, call me on the telephone
I know you're movin' out to Hollywood
With your can of tasty foam
All those beat up friends of mine
Got to get you in their books
Lead guitars and movie stars
Get their tongues beneath your hood
Yeah! You're a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
Yeah, a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star
Yeah, I heard about you Polaroid's
Now that's what I call obscene
Your tricks with fruit was kind a cute
I bet you keep your pussy clean
Honey, I miss your two tone kisses
Legs wrapped around me tight
If I ever get back to New York, girl
Gonna make you scream all night
Yeah! You're a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
Yeah, a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star
Yeah, Ali McGraw got mad with you
For givin' head to Steve McQueen
Yeah, you and me, we made a pretty pair
Fallin' through the Silver Screen
Honey, I'm open to anything
I don't know where to draw the line
Yeah, I'll make bets that you're gonna get
John Wayne before he dies
Yeah! You're a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
Yeah, a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star
Yes you are
A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star
A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star
A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star
A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star
Starfucker starfucker, starfucker starfucker starfucker (yes you are)
Starfucker starfucker, starfucker starfucker starfucker, yes you are, yes you are
Oh-Yeah - Oh!
Oh!
Give us a kiss
With a twist
Ball me girl
This is a famous poem, by a famous poet, and it uses 'that word'. Another example of the many varied uses 'that word' can be used in. If you only know one word in the English language: 'that word' should be it. It has so many different uses and can be used in so many different circumstances, for so many different things.
They fuck you up, your mum and dad.
They may not mean to, but they do.
They fill you with the faults they had
And add some extra, just for you.
But they were fucked up in their turn
By fools in old-style hats and coats,
Who half the time were soppy-stern
And half at one another's throats.
Man hands on misery to man.
It deepens like a coastal shelf.
Get out as early as you can,
And don't have any kids yourself.
Philip Larkin
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