Merrick: “I AM NOT AN ANIMAL!”
Me: “Tell me something: why does Neapolitan ice cream contain noticeably less strawberry than it does chocolate or vanilla? Is strawberry more expensive to make? Is there some color-conscious Neapolitan ice cream aesthetic I’m unaware of? Or is there something more to it—some kind of ancient and insidious Naples code spelled out in the dessert?”
Merrick: “I AM A HUMAN BEING!”
Me: “Yeah, I can’t figure it out, either. Which is why I’ve never been able to bring myself to trust a Wop, I’m sorry to say.”
”…Napalese…”
Would that be “of or referring to Nepal”? Now that I think about it, that does seem like a reasonable place to develop new ice cream flavors…
RACIST! FLAVORIST!
I can’t understand why anyone would want something other than chocolate. Unless they come up with Johnny Walker Black flavored iced-cream, I’m not budging.
More to the point, how will Harriet Miers vote when Dreyer’s v. Ben & Jerry reaches the Supreme Court?
Damn, Jeff. I didn’t know you were into kinky ice ceam sex.
Wop
(U.S. & UK Commonwealth) an Italian or other Southern European, especially an immigrant; probably originated in the U.S., but later spread to other countries. Popular etymology gives the origin as “WithOut Passport”, although some believe the acronym derived from “WithOut Papers” or “Without Official Papers”, suggesting illegal immigration (however, Jewish immigrants from Eastern Europe were far more likely to lack conclusive documentation than those from Italy during the peak period for immigration of both to the (U.S.) which straddled the late 19th and early 20th Centuries). Might derive from the Neapolitan slang term guappo! (pretty one), often used by the first immingrants from Italy to address or call to each other.
Just thought you should know about the Zionist connection to the Wops.
BECAUSE OF THE … THE … ah, fuck it.
I tried to get people to start calling vanilla sex “kickin’ it vag style”, hasn’t taken yet.
Hypothesis: Reddish objects appear slightly nearer/larger than other colors, hence the very slight 3D effect of the arcade classic “Tempest”. I’d never noticed the imbalance in neopolitan ice cream, maybe it’s done that way to keep it from looking like there’s a little to much strawberry, kind of like entasis or something.
Wow. Entasis and the etymology of “Wop,” all under a post on in which John Merrick’s ghost insists upon his humanity.
this place ROCKS!
Flavor quantumizationizer!
Just how much strawberry is NECESSARY to be real Neopolitan ice cream, anyhow. And why does ice cream have to be quantified by flavor, anyway.
We’re all cold. And sweet. And creamy. If you leave me on the counter, do I not melt? If you freeze-dry me, will I not taste like crap?
Besides, everybody loves the chocolate.
Y’know, Dave, thoughtful, considerate commenters provide links to unfamiliar words like “wop” or “entasis”.
Ya big jerk *.
* see definition #4 under transitive verbs.
Because here at pw, we enjoy circular references, especially when jerking is involved.
Just go for the French Silk – it’s a melting pot of nations, er, flavors.
Merrick: “I AM NOT AN ANIMAL!â€Â
Me: “Tell me something: why does Neapolitan ice cream contain noticeably less strawberry than it does chocolate or vanilla? Is strawberry more expensive to make? Is there some color-conscious Neapolitan ice cream aesthetic I’m unaware of? Or is there something more to itâ€â€some kind of ancient and insidious Naples code spelled out in the dessert?
John Gielgud: [aside] “A singularly unpleasant chap…”
My dad calls lasagna, “wop slop”. But he’s kinda blunt when it comes to racial shit like that. He also calls my wife’s Mitsubishi Eclipse, “a fuckin’ Jap Zero”. It’s funny how growing up during a war will do that to you.
Merrick: “COULD YOU THEN PERHAPS SMEAR SOME ON YOUR TITS FOR ME, MS. KENDALL?”
I’m just glad the stuff doesn’t come in containers bigger than one gallon. Else I’d start some schtick with my talking waistline.
Italian: a Jew with better food.
Do I smell a shill for dictionary.com? Entasis. I think that definition isn’t really as clear as the one I learned in homeschool. I heard that a perfectly straight column can appear kind of skinny in the middle, the Greeks learned to compensate for this, and that’s called entasis. Sometimes I use that to illustrate the difference between Greek and Roman esthetics (Greeks went by what things look like to the eye, Romans used their plumb bobs and stuff), and say that’s like the difference between how men see women’s bodies and how women see their own. They go by numbers, “I should weigh this amount”, we go more by proportions, “does she stick out in the right places”. Yet somehow I’m still single.
Haven’t really trusted Wikipedea since I read their definition of corporate statism, they say it’s the same thing as hippies always say it is, and I’m almost possitive that’s completely wrong.