“Yo, on the way into the store Greg cut
Through the hedge. I think he thinks
He’s back in the bush
In ‘Nam
Or some shit. No fuckin’
Couth.”
-liquor store patron on cell phone, 11th and Wharton Sts, Phila
“Yo, on the way into the store Greg cut
Through the hedge. I think he thinks
He’s back in the bush
In ‘Nam
Or some shit. No fuckin’
Couth.”
-liquor store patron on cell phone, 11th and Wharton Sts, Phila
July 30, 2010 at 6:44 am |
I didn’t think “couth” was a noun, but I went on Merriam-Webster and, sure enough, there it was. Couth: Polish, Refinement. I never would have expected to learn a finer point of diction from “O’erheard.” Maybe it’s time I held the man on the street in higher esteem. This one was great, by the way.
July 30, 2010 at 4:40 pm |
Hey, thanks. Seems my man in the quote loved obscure word usage and cheap gin. As paired interests go, one could certainly do worse.