Appy Polly Logies

When I awoke this morning, the first thing that ran through my mind (after look at all the fishies) was “Holy crap – I accidentally plagiarized another writer.” The third thing I wondered was how to spell “plagiarize.”

Sometime in the distant past, or maybe it was this week, I left a comment on Leesa’s blog advising her to end her posts with “There’s a weasel chomping on my privates.” She took my advice and that seemed to go over well with her and some of her frequent commenters (we’re a weird lot), but now I remember ooh Asian office-usagi sighting pretty pretty where was I?

Oh, yeah. I remembered that was part of a classic Dave Barry article I read years ago. A web site that was attempting to use a computer to calculate humor was taking submissions and ratings for jokes, so Dave encouraged everyone to submit a joke ending with the punch line “There’s a weasel chomping on my privates” and to give jokes with that phrase the highest rating. As a writer, I know it’s okay if you get your ideas by reading other peoples work, just as long as you don’t steal their words and use them as your own. So, to Dave and Leesa and everybody else: appy polly logies. I can say that because it’s totally original.

If only I had gone with my original thought: “There’s a badger nipping at my nipples.”