I read that as "Butterarium" at first glance and thought that you had misspelled "fatten-ating". posted by cortex at 11:41 AM on October 18, 2007
Punny you should say that, cortex. I read it as "Buttarium," and thought "Assin-ating" had been misspelled. posted by It's Raining Florence Henderson at 11:44 AM on October 18, 2007
This is exactly like when I was little and visited my grandmother. If I complained about being bored or got too rowdy, she'd shut me up by giving me a giant jar of buttons and forcing me to count them. posted by tastybrains at 11:45 AM on October 18, 2007
I see a pattern developing here. Darn it! posted by yhbc at 12:08 PM on October 18, 2007
Punny you should say that, It's Raining Florence Henderson. I read it as "Muttonarium," and thought "feasten-ating" had been misspelled. posted by iconomy at 12:09 PM on October 18, 2007
*needles brain_drain for beating me to awful joke*
I guess I'm just . . . WAIT FOR IT . . . reaping what I've "sewn."
See what I did there? That's totally not the right word! And I used it anyway, as a pun! And that is how you comedy. posted by Skot at 12:11 PM on October 18, 2007 [1 favorite]
Ohmygod, w-g p, she's naked with buttons. Is sex & marriage with buttons in humanity's not-too-distant future? posted by tastybrains at 12:42 PM on October 18, 2007
"Baby Got Tack"
[Intro]
Oh, my, god. Becky, look at her buttons.
They're so big. *scoff* She looks like,
one of those designer guys' girlfriends.
But, y'know, who understands those designer guys? *scoff*
They only talk to her, because,
she looks like a total seamstress, 'kay?
I mean, her buttons, just so big. *scoff*
I can't believe they're just so round, it's like,
out there, I mean - gross. Look!
She's just so ... buttoned!
[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
I like big buttons and I can not lie
You other brothers can't deny
That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty sweater
A round thing pinning it together
You get sewn, wanna pull out your buff
'Cause you notice that button was stuffed
Deep in the sweater she's wearing
I'm latch-hooked and I can't stop staring
Oh baby, I wanna get wit'cha
And knit your feat-chas
My homeboys tried to warn me
But with that button you got makes me feel so horny
Ooh, Button-o'-sweaterin'
You say you wanna get with my Singer?
Well, use me, use me
'Cause you ain't that average clothier
I've seen them stitchin'
The hell with tattin'
She's a sweater set,
Got it goin' like a serger, weft
I'm tired of patterns
Sayin' small buttons are the thing
Take the average tailor and ask him that
She gotta tack much placket
So, fellas! (Yeah!) Fellas! (Yeah!)
Has your girlfriend got the button? (Hell yeah!)
Tell 'em to shake it! (Shake it!) Shake it! (Shake it!)
Shake that shiny button!
Baby got tack!
(LA fabric with New England clasp)
Baby got tack!
I'm so not doing the rest of the song. That's trauma enough for one day. posted by loquacious at 12:44 PM on October 18, 2007 [2 favorites]
You just broke something deep inside of me, loquacious. posted by tastybrains at 12:48 PM on October 18, 2007
That's probably more painful for loquacious though. posted by Sk4n at 12:50 PM on October 18, 2007 [1 favorite]
Well, that's enough MetaFilter for today. posted by Curry at 12:56 PM on October 18, 2007 [1 favorite]
Look, I never said I wasn't evil.
Nor, apparently, do I have any sense of pride or self worth. posted by loquacious at 12:57 PM on October 18, 2007
posted by GrammarMoses at 11:40 AM on October 18, 2007