“Okay, Ping!” Yao challenged. “You’ve been a prissy, mama’s boy. Let’s hear some real man’s words from ya!”
“There are real man’s words? Right, of course there are! I know that-Them! Let’s see...stink, spit, snot, uh, scratch…burp, (ew) fart –”
“I’m waitin’!”
“Right! Pe—Cock! Cock is a very manly word. Balls! Asshole, dickhead, shit, piss, fuck, suck...” Once she got started the swear words tumbled out of her mouth. From being sheltered from them all of her genteel life, she had been assaulted by them daily as a soldier. Men were obsessed with nasty body parts and functions.
“Better. I still ain’t heard *the* word!”
“ “*The*word”?”
“He wants you to set the proper mood of your fuck with the right words!” Ling said. “ “The” word a guy *has* to use when talking about women!”
“Can’t you ever keep your yap shut?”
“The proper mood…When talking about women...” Mulan, feeling extremely uncomfortable, scratched the back of her neck, and looked where they were. “You mean sexually? A real man has to call a woman a, uh, whore? - Even when she’s not?” That wasn’t proper at all! *So* disrespectful!
“You call her a cunt when you’re thinking of her cunt!!” Yao yelled.
“What!? I can’t!”
“So, you ain’t a man!” he pushed up his sleeve, and made a fist.
“Cunt! I said it: Cunt! Don’t make me say it again!”
Ling put his arm around her shoulder. “Pussy, twat, pootang, nookie, tail, piece...”
“Please! You said there was only “the word”!”
Wed Jan 11 00:46:09 2006