Deep In The Heart Of Sex Act
I was sitting in traffic today, stuck behind a large Cadillac with Texas plates when it dawned on me that the state of Texas should really have an additional letter in it. Specifically, it should have the letter “C”, because if it did, then you could rearrange the letters in Tecxas to spell “Sex Act”, and how fucking awesome would that be? Answer: 7 million. It would be 7 million awesome.
It would also be ironic, because Texas is kind of a conservative state, and they’ve got a history of having all kinds of silly laws. Until just recently, it was illegal to sell sex toys in Texas, I guess on the grounds that if you’re enjoying yourself, you can just get the fuck out of Texas, you goddamn hippy freak! Well that got overturned, but there is still a law on the book that makes it illegal to own more than six dildos. Really. (This is specifically why Lindsay Lohan lives in California.)
Not that my current state of Arizona is any better. Arizonans are not allowed to have more than two dildos in any house, which makes Texas three times better than Arizona, although sex-toy wise, that’s still pretty shitty. Still, it could always be worse. It’s illegal to explain polygamy to anyone in Mississippi, which puts Mississippi’s shitty laws on par with their shitty school system.
(One last note on the funny sex-laws subject: In Oklahoma, bartenders are not allowed to permit simulated animal sex on the premises, which tells you pretty much everything you need to know about Oklahoma.)
Anyway, I thought it would be cool if we could spell “Sex Act” with the letters in Texas, but without the “C”, we’re just going to have to do with some other state, like Arkansas (A Rank Ass), which is funny, but not good enough in my book. So I took the time to write the Governor of Texas, and I’ve reprinted my email below so that you, dear reader, can copy it and pester a government official for yourself. It’s fun! It’s easy! And if you do it often enough, they send nice men wearing blue suits and sunglasses to your door to ask you to stop!
From: Greg
Subject: A Matter of Great Importance
Date: December 10th, 2014 6:15 PM
To: Governor Rick PerryDear Governor Perry,
I am writing to you not as a citizen of Texas, but as a concerned American, and I am hoping that you can assist in a matter of great importance: Adding the letter “C” to the name of the great state of Texas.
The reason why I think this must be done is because if we renamed the state Tecxas, then you could rearrange the letters to spell out the words “Sex Act”. Wouldn’t that be a hoot? If I could spell “Sex Act” from the letters of a state, I would drop everything I was doing and move to that state right away because “Sex Act!” That’s just awesome.
Now I know that you’re really busy out there in your great state, what with executing the retarded and all, but if you could take some time to ram this bill through the State Legislature, I’d really appreciate it. To make it worth your while, if you rename your state Tecxas before the end of 2015, I will send you three (3) D cell batteries and drawing I made of a cat playing pinball.
Hugs!
Greg
I am torn between –
Are you ragging on Texas AGAIN?!
and
Total amazement you put thought into what words you could spell by adding one more letter to Texas.
I wouldn’t call it “ragging”. More like good natured goofing.
As for rearranging state names in traffic, I was doing that because I’d gotten bored of my usual game: Pretending that all license plates are vanity plates, and decoding them. For example:
ALS8723 – Ass Licking Slut 8723
BNQ4221 – Broken Nose Queef 4221
I have a long commute.
I hope he responds! Fingers crossed!
If that happens I say we all move to Texas. Find a cabin in the mountains. They have mountains there, right?
Well if they do have mountains you had better believe that they are the biggest goldarned mountains West of the Mississip, little lady!
I left my dildo in Texas.
Yeah, and you don’t want to try to get it mailed to you. Transporting a dildo over state lines in Tecxas probably gets you put on death row, right next to Corky and his pudding cups.
You are assuming that Rick Perry can read.
I’m sure he has an assistant who will grunt the gist of it to him.