It's a Pacific Northwest Thing. . .

A couple minutes ago, I received the following email from my friend Michael: "Horse fucked . . . I never heard that before."

I'm used to getting cryptic emails, but this one had me confused, until I realized he was talking about my latest Seattle Weekly column.

If you're too busy to read it, I'll summarize: guy meets girl. Girl is uninterested in guy, so he decides that he the best course of action—which he regrets not taking—was to have "dragged her off, broke her like a shotgun, and horse-fucked her."

Charming. I explained to Mr. Mike that it was a PNW thing and he wouldn't understand. I, on the other hand, claimed that I was going to marry Mr. Ed up until I was about six or seven years old. So I understand completely. I suppose I've always been a bit of a size queen.

Comments

[Shiny]

Wow what a catch! Sounds like a complete basket-case, I think your advice was dead on! Three more bad dates and hes going to be getting chased on Cops.

[kate]

"If I'd assaulted every guy who ever got on my nerves, I would've spent most of my teens and 20s rinsing out hair nets in lockup."

one of the many reasons I keep on reading judy mcguire.

[michelle]

great reply to the guy! why does he remind me of this?

http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/localnews/2002382718_horse15m.html