I have certain phrases that I say.  Now I even have ones that I write.  “Fecker” might be one that you recognize.  I say, “Let’s not get hysterical,” quite often.  I think it encapsulates a lot of the way I feel often.  We are a passionate people – humans – but sometimes we go too far.  Below are some examples.  They are so ridiculous that I’ve put together a “Monster Truck Rally” for them.  Each needs to be moved down, compacted, and put into its rightful box.   Bacon Condoms. Not only bacon condoms, but bacon lube.  Christ, really?  Granted, I trip the light lez-tastic these days, but even I know that if the “p-unit” really tasted so ungodly then teenagers wouldn’t be falling…