Weenos and Boola-Boola

March 5, 2007 at 11:19 pm 2 comments

When my siblings and I were young, one thing that would always bring us laughter was hearing a “dirty” word.  I put dirty in quotes because what we considered obscene was much more mudane than what the network censors are on the prowl for.

For example, one of the words we found so hilarious was “weeno”.  That was what we called our genitalia back in the day.  I’m not sure of the full etymology of the term, but suspect it has something to do with where “wee-wee” comes from.

There used to be a commercial for Matchbox cars that aired on Saturday mornings.  At the end of the commercial, a mother would remind her children of chores to be done. 

In unison, the children would reply, “We Know!” and in unison, Carolyn, Jay and I would crack up. 

My mother has a story which features us laughing at another word.  One day we were in church and the Old Testament reading was about Adam and Eve:

So she took some of its fruit and ate it; and she also gave some to her husband, who was with her, and he ate it.  Then the eyes of both of them were opened, and they realized that they were naked; so they sewed fig leaves together and made loinclothes for themselves.

As soon as the liturgist said the word “naked” we were done for.  All three of us kids starting laughing uncontrollably… and loudly.  I’m sure the echos of the church helped amplify our amusement to the congregation.  My mother said at first she was horrified and terribly embarassed. 

But then she shrugged and realized, “Well, at least it shows they’re listening.”

And here’s how I connect this topic to the modern day!  In a post last week I included a number of quotes on Malcolm X’s prison experiences.  Amongst those quotes, Clint found a word that may be as amusing to him as “weeno” and “naked” were to Carolyn, Jay and I.  Clint’s comment:

boola-boola?! HAHAHEHEHHEHE…

That is all. )

My reaction was very much like my mother’s conclusion in church– “Wow, that means he read the Malcolm X quotes!!!”

I got a nice little confirmation that the words were received.  Who knew that laughing at dirty, silly-sounding terms could serve as such functional feedback? 

Entry filed under: Carolyn L, Clint L, Jay, Mom.

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2 Comments Add your own

  • 1. Clint  |  March 10, 2007 at 5:56 pm

    I read this too. So sue me!
    (just kidding) 🙂

  • 2. Belly Dancing « TGAW  |  August 29, 2007 at 9:41 am

    […] of our “features”.  My siblings and I demonstrated we inherited this trait early on, laughing at the word “naked” in church.  At my cousin Adam’s wedding in 2000, nearly our whole pew struggled to stiffle laughter […]


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