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There’s Gotta Be A Better Name

by Commodore on December 28, 2009

Ta daaaa!

Ta daaaa!

Dear World,

The Blow Job.  There isn’t a job on this planet that a man would rather have.  Actor.  Ball player.  Czar of the galaxy.  None of them compare to “The Job of the Blow”.  But where on earth does the term come from?  Some say it has to do with jazz musicians in the 1950’s describing a woman conducting fellatio as “playing the skin flute”.  A flute is blown into, and the act does take a bit of work, so they came up with “Blow Job”.

Some people say that the term comes from Victorian England. I am told that at that time, folks would refer to women of questionable character as “blowsy?” It’s not hard to connect the dots from there.

Others pass the naming torch to none other than Samuel Clemens (a.k.a Mark Twain) as coining the phrase “below job.” By Mississippi riverboat vernacular, “get b’low” meant to “get below deck”.  It is also the reference to where the female’s head ends up when giving oral sex.

Three grotesquely different answers that couldn’t be further apart, like the points of an equilateral triangle.  Whatever the etymology behind the statement actually is, it’s flawed and I’m here to fix it.

It starts with the word “blow”.  It couldn’t be more incorrect.  At what is definitely the most important dramatic scene in the movie Spaceballs (that fact that I’m arguing about a dramatic scene in this movie means that you should just concede this point to me), Lord Helmut’s giant galactic vacuum cleaner is sucking the air off an entire planet.  And everyone is yelling, “Suck!  Suck!  Suck!”  But then something happens.  Lonestar uses the force and flips the switch on the giant maid making her action go from suck…to blow!  The 2 words are polar opposites.  Antonyms.  Spaceballs says so.  And if you had to pick one of the two, “suck” is a much more appropriate verb than “blow” is when describing the act of fellatio, no?

In fact, Encarta’s World dictionary has these definitions for suck.

suck (verb)

1.            to draw the liquid out of something with the mouth
2.            to hold something in the mouth and make movements with the tongue and lips as if drawing liquid out of it
3.            to consume something by making it slowly dissolve in the mouth, rolling the tongue around it and making pulling movements with the cheeks and lips
4.            to draw something out of a container (often passive)
5.            to pull or draw something somewhere with a powerful or irresistible force

(noun)  an act of sucking something

Are you kidding me?!  Pretty much every single one of those definitions could be a “How It Works” description of a blow job.  Quite frankly, the first two could be in the “How To” directions.

So now we have “suck job”.  This is a much more accurate portrayal of the deed but it’s still not 100% accurate.  “Job” sounds too official and mundane.  Jobs should be the daily makeup of someone’s career, not the title of a sexual act. (Now, if you’re giving head for a living, feel free to call it whatever you would like).  Conducting fellatio is more of a task than a job.  Tasks can be a challenge that must be accomplished quickly and excitedly, like, “I can finish a suck task quicker than anyone,” or an assignment too annoying to undertake, such as, “If you think I’m gonna perform a suck task tonight, you’re out of your friggin mind.”

Now, sticking 3 inches of a 6-inch meat cylinder in your mouth while trying to keep your mandibles clear of the skin like you were playing Operation, but somehow making your lips into a penis sheath, is not an easy task.  And someone grabbing your hair, trying to aid inches 4, 5 and 6 in, forcing inches 1, 2, and 3 to push down your esophagus (or sometimes windpipe) while hot gooey liquid can shoot into your mouth without any warning, sounds like a recipe for disaster (and I don’t envy you), but it is just a task nonetheless.1

But for us boys, the task you are providing is no task on our end.  It’s entertainment.  It is a vacation.  We actually sit there and think, “Holy shit, my penis is in someone’s mouth.  This is awesome.”  It feels like a gift. It feels like a treat.  Yeah, a treat.  That’s it!  Suck treats.  “Suck treats” is much more telling of the gift we receive.  “Dude, I got the best suck treat last night!”  And ladies, if we call it that, we might appreciate them even more because we know that we shouldn’t receive treats all the time.

So to clarify, girls accomplish “suck tasks”.2  Boys receive “suck treats”.  Let’s get these terms in heavy rotation, please.

Sincerely,

Browtf

1After all, you refer to man’s attempted navigation of the clitoris labyrinth as “eating out” like it was as simple as grabbing a sandwich “to go” from Denny’s.  It’s more like eating at the restaurant of You’re Never Going To Order The Right Thing.  Or it’s sometimes referred to as “going down on you”, like we merely had to duck behind a couch in a game of hide-and-seek.  No, it’s like hiding behind a couch for hide-and-seek and finishing a mensa quiz while spinning on our heads.

2Except for whores.  Whores who LOVE finishing suck tasks almost as much as guys love receiving them (you know you’re out there, ladies) can’t call it a task anymore, it’s too fun for them. They too have to say that they give the best suck treats because God knows who’s enjoying the act more.  Girlfriends/Wives who do it simply because it’s part of the committed relationship charter, can refer to them as “suck projects”. More annoying than a task but not as demoralizing as a job.

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That Is Some In Depth Reporting

by Commodore on October 13, 2009

Yes it does.

Yes it does.

You would think that if a news agency had a pointless story whose content was too racy for print, that it would just discard the story or “soften” it up a little bit.  Well, not in Australia.  Australia, if you remember from your history, is full of inmate offspring.

A woman accused of performing a sexual act on a man when he crashed in Darwin’s rural area is outraged at the allegation and says it is “absolutely wrong”.

That is the first sentence of the story.  Where else could that go, but here:

“I was not sucking his dick – and it’s pretty obvious that wasn’t the case … you only have to look at the mark on my chest,” she said.  “Clearly I had my seatbelt on, so it’s impossible that I’d be leaning over sucking his dick unless he is hung like a donkey or I’ve got a fucking rubber neck.”

Can’t you just see the journalist, Rebekah Cavanagh leaning in intently asking questions and writing answers down?  ‘So that was hung like…a…donkey and…fucking rubber neck.  Ok, got it.  Thanks!’

“If it was true I’d just cop it sweet and think ‘how embarrassing, I got caught sucking someone’s dick – but it is not true and that’s what is pisses me off.”

See, she’s not mad that she almost died in a car accident and has what looks like a bruise from a crowbar on her neck…she’s mad that someone thinks she was sucking dick when she wasn’t sucking dick for that one particular moment out of the day.  It’s not right for people to just assume!

“It may have looked bad when police first arrived as my girls were hanging out all over the place. I also had a $5 note wedged between my boobs so they probably just assumed I was a sex worker or something and he’d already paid me.  But $5 is a bit cheap for a head job.”

WTF!?!?  Her tits were flopping all over the place and a $5 just happened to wedge itself in between her breasts?  No, why would ANYONE think you were doing something like sucking dick?  To make Australia even better,

Ms White, 34, said she had been at the Howard Springs Tavern celebrating a friend’s birthday when they decided to go back to a friend’s place in Humpty Doo.

City’s name is Humpty Doo…Australia, keep fucking that chicken.

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Don’t Break The Guy Code

by Uncle Awesome on August 11, 2009

Guy Code at its finest

Guy Code at its finest

Look, the writers of this site are all dudes.  I don’t think that’s any secret, we have things like “name that hot chick” and use words like “fingerblast” and “taint”.  My point is that we know the “guy code”, we live by it, we are men, we protect each other and that is our law. This guy was not allotted that protection. . .

David Brammer, a paramedic who allegedly had oral sex in a hospital car park while on duty today insisted he was only trying to comfort a sobbing woman.

Nice line bud, a sobbing woman, I’ll remember that one.  Unfortunately Mr. Brammer should have never been put through this public humiliation.  But he was, and it’s all thanks to this “guy”. . .

Ainsley Dale, a security officer at the hospital said he believed he saw a woman in the driver’s seat of the car give Mr. Brammer, who was wearing his uniform, oral sex before quickly returning to the ambulance station. he saw the car on his rounds and thought it was suspicious that its two occupants were just talking there so focused a security camera on its two passengers.

What the hell sir???  You don’t tattle on one of our own who was lucky enough to score a BJ in the parking lot on a break from work.  That behavior should be nurtured like a delicate orchid.   And even if you are filled with a jealous rage because your penis hasn’t seen the inside of a girls mouth since your sister fell asleep when you were seven is NOT an excuse to videotape the guy and turn him in to the authorities.  Mr. Dale, you are no longer a man and if your penis reads this post I hope it chops itself off in shame.

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Nice Day…For A Blowjob!

by Commodore on April 30, 2009

He should have had this in the window

He should have had this in the window

So what if Cleveland’s (kind of) police chief was caught masturbating in a car with another man in broad daylight, right before he was going to give that man a blowjob while the chief’s wife is battling cancer?  It’s Cleveland!  Their river caught on fire once, spontaneously.  Nothing surprises me in Cleveland.  You could tell me that polar bears were falling from the sky while being attacked by dodo birds above Cleveland and I’d just chuckle, shake my head and say, “…Cleveland” and then continue trying to give myself a Brazilian wax with my Gillette Fusion razor, while drunk.

Anyhow, so you’re the police chief…of a city, not the make believe police chief of an after hours Provincetown, RI group called, “We like sucking dick-ville”, why don’t you be a little more discreet than jerking off with some dude in your car in the middle of a public park?  WTF?!  I’m sure this is just the support your wife needs as she battles cancer.

Cleveland.

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