µ-Blog – Mr L. Is a Cuck

µ-Blog – Too long to tweet, too short to call a real post

I picked up my 18-year-old high-school-senior daughter today. Before her butt was completely lodged in the car seat, she launched into a tirade about one of her teachers. "Mr. L. is a cuck," she said. [Actually, she didn't say Mr. L., but I didn't see the point of giving the guy's real name here. She probably said a little more, but the gist of it was, Mr. L. is a cuck.]

"Do you know what I mean?" she asked. "I mean do you know what a cuck is?"

[I didn't say anything. I had a guess I was pretty sure was right, but I didn't want to say it.]

"Cuck is short for cuckold. Do you know what that is?"

"Yes, I've read Shakespeare," I said. [I've also looked at porn, I didn't say.]

"Shakespeare?" she asked.

"Yeah, it means a guy, whose wife plays around with other men. It comes up quite a bit in Shakespeare."

"Actually, I have no idea if he's really a cuck or not." [I was glad. You can't possibly imagine how glad.] "It was just the worst possible thing I could think of to call him." She then went on to tell me the things that made him a cuck. [I listened.]