fuck fuck fuckettty fuck

I see people have been using that phrase in the UK for years, but I first encountered it in Who Stole My Blackberry. It's especially good when heard as a book on tape and Mahtin Short** Lukes burbles the words and nonwords over and over.

I wanted a useful curse a couple of hours ago because I blew out my back by having a coughing fit and because that's got to be even dumber than the time I killed myself by bending over to pick up a lettuce leaf. fucketty fuck.

Hmmm, best method is a big build up with final burst of emphatic obscenity at the end: fuck FUCK FUCK FUCKETTY FUCK! if you're going to have a potty mouth, don't be namby pamby about it.

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**NO, Martin Short is so not Martin Lukes. I blame the drugs.

Comments

  1. Sam4:26 AM

    I told this joke to my daughter the other day (she's thirteen- she deserves some good jokes!)
    Anyhow - it doesn't translate into French so she can't get suspended, lol.

    joke:

    The rooster crows: "What to do? Whattodo?"

    And the chickens answer "fuckfuckfuckfuck..."

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  2. Carolyn Crane11:13 AM

    I have never heard the phrase, either. I can see why it needs emphasis at the end. Read silently, it does seem an oddly chicken-like thing to say.

    Sorry about your back!

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  3. Bobbie (Sunny) Cole11:40 AM

    I rather like that phrase. (read Sam's joke and am still cracking up)

    SORRY about your BACk - ACK, woman. That's all you need.

    If it's any comfort, I've never known anyone who went blind from a bad back. *ducking*

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  4. Carrie Lofty12:10 PM

    Eek. Sorry about your back. And I think the fuckity fuck thing started (or became better known) with Hugh Grant's character in Four Weddings and a Funeral. Just watch the first ten minutes :)

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