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Debate: "Pools vs. Oceans" vs. "Ice Cream vs. Popsicles"

By Glenn & Jake 

This week we wanted to debate one of the most quintessentially summer topics available. Many were suggested but they all would have been blocked by our average reader's Net Nanny. We came down to two: oceans vs. pools and ice cream vs. popsicles. From there, Jake and Glenn usually pick one topic and fight it out with all of the skill and finesse of an American Gladiator. But this time we could not reach an agreement and neither of us would back down in support of such wonderful summer debate topics. Thus we now undertake our second meta-debate of the Tuesday Debate series: which debate would be better - pools vs. oceans or ice cream vs. popsicles?

Glenn: What would be more summer and all American than a debate about oceans vs. pools? When I think of summer, I think of beaches, sand and big waves that I surf on like the Beach Boys. However, using a different side of my brain I also think about chlorine, lifeguards and cracking my head open on a diving board. Growing up in a middle class household, we didn't have a pool but we lived in a nice enough town that there was a very cheap public pool full of children, teenagers and old people instead of gang members and registered sex offenders (you didn't have to register when I was a kid). At the same time, my grandmother lived half the year in Florida so usually around Christmastime or some other "holiday" we would visit her and spend time at the beach along the Florida coast. This was where I drowned for the first time and lost my virginity, so it has a very special meaning to me. Imagine how great a debate it would be to battle it out between oceans and pools!

Jake: I disagree that pools vs. oceans would be a good debate. I associate pools with summer, but growing up in the Midwest, I do not think of oceans as being summery. I feel that oceans are nothing more than where ships live and whales go to the bathroom. What makes an ocean so much better than a lake, fjord or a stream? You just said that you associate oceans with Christmas. Christmas is in the winter!

To me summer is all about one thing: beating the heat in any way possible. The best way to cool down is either ice cream or popsicles. I feel like that would be the richer debate topic. There are so many flavors of ice cream and even more varieties of popsicles. When I think of America, I think of a rocket pop. They are red, white and blue just like our flag. I do not think of America when I think of pools or oceans. Oceans even touch other countries, and not just Mexico and Canada. Ice cream vs. popsicles is the more patriotic, and therefore better, debate topic.

Glenn: You don't think of America when you think of pools and oceans? I think of America literally every moment of my life, even if I'm in a foreign country that has no connection to us, like Afghanistan, Iraq or Puerto Rico. Sure, Rocket Pops are great. I would eat a Rocket Pop at any point in the calendar except during Black History Month. But the idea that a Rocket Pop and the 20 seconds it takes to swallow one whole is a true respite from the heat is as absurd as the manner I was taught to eat Rocket Pops. You can sit in a pool for literally days and never feel the heat that men in business suits will feel walking around the streets of your small town or major urban center. You can't stay in the ocean as long, but oceans still provide us with more than ice cream does. Our best oceans are full of more oil than even Edy's Ice Cream, which is my favorite brand. I might buy Edy's on sale for $2.99 at the grocery store and enjoy the entire carton in one sitting, but that only means I'm depressed. When I go to the beach for a day, that means it's summer and no one can be depressed when it's this hot outside.

Jake: We aren't talking about beaches. We are talking about oceans vs. pools. Beaches vs. pools would have been a great summer topic. Beaches are comparable to pools, oceans are just too large to be related to pools. Ice cream and popsicles could not be closer related without becomes some sort of homogenized ultra dessert. Ice cream is delicious on a hot summer day, no matter how quickly you eat it. Of course you can indulge in it during the colder months, but it is most appropriate during the hottest of seasons, summer. Swimming is too restrictive. You cannot go swimming for a half hour after eating a quart of chunky monkey. I do not like anything where I have to wait for longer than three minutes. That is why I refuse to eat at Denny's; plus they don't serve black people. I think that ice cream vs. popsicles would put anybody in the summer mindset, where pools vs. oceans will just make people think of their child, who drown in a pool or ocean.

Glenn: The majority of my friends from elementary school drowned either in public pools or "kiddie pools" in their own backyards. This speaks to how dangerous any body of water can be. Remember in The Good Son when Macaulay Culkin murdered his infant brother Richard by drowning him in the bathtub? I suppose you would make the argument to never bathe a child or to never walk in a puddle too. Furthermore, how many people do you think have died from ice cream headaches? There are no official figures because the ice cream lobby will never allow Congress or the FDA to do a full investigation, but I can only imagine. Popsicles don't kill people, but neither do guns and we still outlaw those. Now onto your slurring of oceans. When I talk about oceans I'm of course only talking about oceans in relation to a beach and the relevant part of the ocean is mostly the part where you swim. Unless you're Gertrude Ederle (who swam across the English Channel), you can't swim across an ocean. Normal Americans like me - the same kind of Americans who eat at Denny's because of their selective serving policies - love the beach/ocean and pools because they're all so closely tied to summer. Normal Americans like me would have wanted to read a debate about which was better and then make weekend plans to visit one based on the stronger argument. Now normal Americans like me are going to be stuck licking an ice cream cone and thinking about the Beach Boys song "Summer Means New Love."

Jake: Disregarding the racism in your last argument (calling white people "normal Americans"), I still find it faulty. Ice cream headaches have never killed anybody, they actually prevent cancer. Popsicles might not cool you down for very long, but the sweet relief it brings is comparable to that of suicide for a depressed teen. It's a temporary solution to a permanent problem-- being hot. I never liked going swimming. The only time I feel comfortable taking my clothes off in front of strangers is when I am drunk. That is why I never have a cocktail when I go to TGI Friday's. Oceans are filled with salt and I'm worried about my blood pressure. Ice cream is delicious, as are popsicles. The only concern one has when eating a frozen treat is melting. When one goes swimming they have to worry about people peeing in the water. Nobody has ever urinated in my ice cream.

Hi Katy [Volume II, Issue XIII]

By Katy 

Don't worry, I'm back now! I mean the real me; I was lost last week. Now that I've begun picking up the shattered remains of my life and dignity, I can now help you gather yours! There, there. Mama's home now and we're going to tackle this myriad of questions that lies before us.



Hi Katy,
I was thinking about getting circumcised because my wife is starting to get bored with our sex life. Should I just get a cock piercing instead?
-Cocky Carl

Hi Carl,

I'm sorry to hear that your wife finds your current penis situation to be nothing less than calamitous. That can't be particularly easy on your frail male ego. However, you should note that circumcision won't be particularly easy on your frail erogenous zone. I don't have a penis or anything, but I can only assume that shit smarts.

Specifically for this post, I took the time to read up on my circumcision information, a pastime I normally save for never. While there have been vast improvements in procedures and anesthesia, the results and aftermath still vary in terms of health benefits. In some cases, if not many cases, it seems circumcision can hurt your sex drive. So, I don't know that this is the best choice to get her moaning.

I do stand firmly behind your decision to get the cock piercing. I have heard nothing but good things from the one friend I know who experienced this sort of sexual pleasure. Plus, how badass are you if you can withstand a Prince Albert, right? The correct answer here is obvious. Don't cut, pierce.

Hi Katy,
I love popsicles there I said it! But when I eat popsicles my lips will often adapt the color of the popsicle. Don't even get me started on my teeth. So how do I balance my love of these frozen treats with my desire to be taken seriously as a 38 year old woman?
-Popsiclin' Penny

Hi Penny,

In this world there are aspects of our personalities we can proudly wear on our shoulder (or in our mouths, in your case) and some we cannot. It's perfectly okay for a 38-year-old woman to enjoy a popsicle every now and then, but I get the feeling your love goes beyond that.

For this reason, I'm going to have to urge you to keep the majority of your popsicle binging away from the public eye. I'm doing this for your own good, and the good of all. If you want to sit at home and discolor your lips and tongue 'til the world ends, I have no reason or will to stop you, but I will not okay this sort of behavior around children and peers.

Kids are very impressionable, and once they see how much fun it is to eat popsicles all the time, there will be a cavity epidemic like nothing this country has every seen. The entirety of the US will look at you as the woman to blame for this outrage. Your peers and fellow adults will look down on you in abhorrence and regret ever having known you. The state of our society will collapse as more and more people see this as a case of objectum sexuality and you become as controversial as gay marriage or Kirk Cameron. Juice and freezers all over the world will be destroyed, you'll be carried from your home and burned alive on a fiery jumble of popsicle sticks.

Are you prepared to deal with the consequences of your adolescent behavior? I know America isn't.

hy katy
this is kitten from the other times. i have a q. wat do i do if i have a ? bout sex i wanna no. i no i can ask u but i wanna talk 2 my mommy bout it. wat do i say. hehe.
luv,
kitten

Hi kitten,

I think it's a very mature and respectable decision that you would choose to speak to your mother about your sex questions. I've only had one mother (that I'm keenly aware of) so I have to go off my personal experience with talking to her about sex and that is, don't.

But, I really want this to work for you, so I'll give you some tips:

  • Begin your conversation with "Mom, I'm not pregnant.": This tactic works best if you're not pregnant. Despite my refusal to talk to my mother about my sexual habits, whenever I was sad or angry or distant, I would get the good ol' are you pregnant? question thrown at me. If it's not true, then rule it out and save your mom's nerves.

  • Follow up your admission of an empty womb with some empathy: While she's looking at you in horror for beginning a conversation with "I'm not pregnant," quickly follow up by telling her this conversation isn't easy for you, and you're sure it isn't easy for her, but you want a close relationship with her and trust her above anyone else. (This will cause her to tear up at your love and understanding while momentarily distracting her from what you're about to lay down).

  • Know the question(s) you want to ask: It would be pretty awkward if after all this you're left staring at one another in silence. Once your mom recovers from your previous offerings of love, her mind will start racing, wondering what you're bringing to the conversation.

  • Ask broad questions: Rather than using a direct example or asking your mom how often she does your dad, try to keep it conversational, educational, and general enough that you get your answer, but don't add tension to the room by being crude. General question example: "what does it mean to get plowed?"

  • Mention your friends: By bringing up a broad situation with a friend or something like "I heard some kids in the hall talking about getting plowed" it reminds your mother that you are just at that age where these things are becoming more prevalent, and sets her mind at ease that her daughter isn't a big slut-bag freak.

  • Thank your mother: Once the silence in the room is so overbearing from all this plow talk, you should probably wrap it up. Thank your mother for listening, for offering her support and guidance, and remind her you're not pregnant. This will make her feel better for three minutes until the terror of her child having sex really sinks in. Don't worry; by that point you'll be comfortably seated at your computer, browsing ChatRoulette.


  • Best luck as always, kitten.

    Hi Katy,
    Will you marry me?
    -Proposin' Pat

    Hi Pat,

    Regretfully, no.

    I will marry you when Penny has the freedom, security, and backing of our country to marry her popsicles.