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I don't remember if it's England or Australia that the term Fanny = cunt (Not the affectionate Australian kind), I was chewed out on a SciFi board for mentioning "Fanny Packs"
The UK in general - as I found out.

Em
 
I don't remember if it's England or Australia that the term Fanny = cunt (Not the affectionate Australian kind), I was chewed out on a SciFi board for mentioning "Fanny Packs"
Well, sure, but this was what I was directly responding to: "Here a playful word for butt is 'fanny.'" "Fanny" is recognized as "butt" in Americanese in my experience.
 
'Fanny pack' always gets a laugh over here, particularly when guys are wearing one.
 
I don't remember if it's England or Australia that the term Fanny = cunt (Not the affectionate Australian kind), I was chewed out on a SciFi board for mentioning "Fanny Packs"
I know the English use "fanny" for vagina, although I don't know about the Australians.

The comedian Jimmy Carr used the name "fanny farts" as a euphemism for a queef, and I, as an American was very confused.

"A fanny fart... a fart from your butt? That's just a normal fart!" Me, being an average dense American
 
I don’t like the word cunt much, I’m not entirely sure why. I used it a bit in my earlier work as I thought I was getting repetitive with pussy/vulva/vagina (BTW there is a difference between the last two). I tried to purge it, but keep coming across stray usages. I think it’s kinda ugly.

Em
It has its uses, though I understand why people steer clear of it. I only like to use it in the mouths of characters, or when the action reaches its height. Its best use, however, in my humble opinion, was in Medieval England, when many a town had a Gropecunt Lane. For example, there used to be one in the City of London off Cheapside. Gropecunt Lane was the common name given to a road where the streetwalkers congregated. English always has had that practical side to it...
 
'Fanny pack' always gets a laugh over here, particularly when guys are wearing one.
Yeah, it's not exactly a "Macho" look over here either. It would go with blown and feathered hair, "porn stache," short shorts, glittery t-shirt, and roller skates.
 
Yeah, it's not exactly a "Macho" look over here either. It would go with blown and feathered hair, "porn stache," short shorts, glittery t-shirt, and roller skates.

Damn, that was the norm in 1979.

When I was in school I remember almost all the guys wore feathered hair, parted in the middle, and bell-bottom pants with big plastic combs sticking out of their back pockets.
 
Damn, that was the norm in 1979.

When I was in school I remember almost all the guys wore feathered hair, parted in the middle, and bell-bottom pants with big plastic combs sticking out of their back pockets.
That's "almost all the guys," Simon, which is very coy. What did you wear? That's what is necessary here, shy boy ;).
 
That's "almost all the guys," Simon, which is very coy. What did you wear? That's what is necessary here, shy boy ;).

I had feathered hair, but never parted it in the middle. It was my little way of being different. And I never, ever wore a comb in my pocket. I had plenty of bell bottoms, though.
 
I had feathered hair, but never parted it in the middle. It was my little way of being different. And I never, ever wore a comb in my pocket. I had plenty of bell bottoms, though.
I was in between the bell-bottoms thing, missing out on the outrageous wide flares of the early seventies and the later disco high-waisted pants. I couldn't abide disco at all, setting aside the night a bunch of us pissed uni students went to a disco in the city centre, and the girl in the white satin pants was so fucking gorgeous. Too gorgeous, really, the poor beauty was dancing slowly by herself. She was way out of our league.

I was more tee-shirts and tight jeans, although one summer it was black velvet pants and an Indian muslin shirt, and bare feet, which my mother hated.
 
I think Glaswegians use cunt more liberally than we do.

Now dickhead, that gets regular use.
The Glaswegian use has spread across Scotland and much of England and NI, certainly among people (especially men) under 50.

There's a subset of young men who try rather too hard to use 'cunt' a lot, but equally it's not uncommon for two men to greet each other with "All right, cunt?" "Yeah, mate, how's yourself, ya fuckin' cunt?"

More nuanced use, like "he's a right bastard, but he's a good cunt" is more likely Scottish.

Even when used as an insult, cunt in Britain is different from dickhead or wanker because it implies some choice and power. It's hardly ever used as a misogynistic insult.
 
I don’t like the word cunt much, I’m not entirely sure why. I used it a bit in my earlier work as I thought I was getting repetitive with pussy/vulva/vagina (BTW there is a difference between the last two). I tried to purge it, but keep coming across stray usages. I think it’s kinda ugly.

Em
I'm going to weigh in on this, and then I'm leaving AH for a while to actually write something. The use of the "C" word and its impact can vary a lot. When applied to an entire person (that's called a synecdoche, right?) it's definitely an insult. And yes, I do understand the difference between the V/V words. :unsure:
 
I was in between the bell-bottoms thing, missing out on the outrageous wide flares of the early seventies and the later disco high-waisted pants. I couldn't abide disco at all, setting aside the night a bunch of us pissed uni students went to a disco in the city centre, and the girl in the white satin pants was so fucking gorgeous. Too gorgeous, really, the poor beauty was dancing slowly by herself. She was way out of our league.

I was more tee-shirts and tight jeans, although one summer it was black velvet pants and an Indian muslin shirt, and bare feet, which my mother hated.
I had a Yak jacket to go with my bells. It kept me warm for an English summer but it wasn't rain-repellant. I gave it to a friend as a memento of a mis-spent youth. I can still smell it as I approach his flat.
 
The Glaswegian use has spread across Scotland and much of England and NI, certainly among people (especially men) under 50.

There's a subset of young men who try rather too hard to use 'cunt' a lot, but equally it's not uncommon for two men to greet each other with "All right, cunt?" "Yeah, mate, how's yourself, ya fuckin' cunt?"

More nuanced use, like "he's a right bastard, but he's a good cunt" is more likely Scottish.

Even when used as an insult, cunt in Britain is different from dickhead or wanker because it implies some choice and power. It's hardly ever used as a misogynistic insult.

As someone from the UK, I have never, ever in my 50+ years heard two men greet each other with "All right, cunt?"

Perhaps I don't mix in the right circles? 🤷‍♂️
 
Even when used as an insult, cunt in Britain is different from dickhead or wanker because it implies some choice and power. It's hardly ever used as a misogynistic insult.
That's much the same as Oz. "Ya silly cunt" is a term of affection, more likely between blokes when they're yantering on about nothing. A woman would never be referred to as a cunt. "She's a silly bitch," would be the equivalent, slightly derogatory, but still said with affection. "Dumb cunt" is reserved for the truly stupid of either gender, and "a bit of a dumb cunt" is a modifier, used when the perpetrator could probably do better.
 
I was in between the bell-bottoms thing, missing out on the outrageous wide flares of the early seventies and the later disco high-waisted pants. I couldn't abide disco at all, setting aside the night a bunch of us pissed uni students went to a disco in the city centre, and the girl in the white satin pants was so fucking gorgeous. Too gorgeous, really, the poor beauty was dancing slowly by herself. She was way out of our league.

I was more tee-shirts and tight jeans, although one summer it was black velvet pants and an Indian muslin shirt, and bare feet, which my mother hated.
If she was so far out of your league that she was lonely, then maybe there was an opportunity for you in that. I don't know, I wasn't there. Do you ever wonder what she looks like now? Time levels us all.
 
As someone from the UK, I have never, ever in my 50+ years heard two men greet each other with "All right, cunt?"

Perhaps I don't mix in the right circles? 🤷‍♂️
Given your user tag says 'Gentleman', probably not! As I said, it's spread from Glasgow in the last couple decades.

I had a Glaswegian lodger when my kids were wee. Had to tell her I could cope with 'Morning, cunt', but if she used it in front of the offspring, it was grounds for eviction. She just about managed to control her mouth...
 
Even when used as an insult, cunt in Britain is different from dickhead or wanker because it implies some choice and power. It's hardly ever used as a misogynistic insult.
One of my most eye-opening experiences as a young (ha!), innocent (ha!) foreign girl in London was listening to this gorgeous, voluptuous mid-twenties admin/finance woman named Ashleigh finish a phone call with a particularly difficult client.

Up until then I'd never heard anything fouler than "shit" come out of her mouth. She was from Essex but completely atypical - posh accent, understated makeup, great sense of style. Just... delicious like cake.

It had been a long convo, and she'd been visibly angry, so everyone else was of course listening in because we were that sort of office.

She put down the phone, screamed, and shouted out "Oh my fucking God that man is an absolute cunt!"

Steve, head of admin: "Oh, was that X"
Ash: yeah
Steve: Yeah, he's a complete cunt.

Wanda: golf-ball-sized eyes because back where I'm from "cunt" is something you just never, ever say because it's the absolute nuclear option.

These days it's practically a good morning.
 
One of my most eye-opening experiences as a young (ha!), innocent (ha!) foreign girl in London was listening to this gorgeous, voluptuous mid-twenties admin/finance woman named Ashleigh finish a phone call with a particularly difficult client.

Up until then I'd never heard anything fouler than "shit" come out of her mouth. She was from Essex but completely atypical - posh accent, understated makeup, great sense of style. Just... delicious like cake.

It had been a long convo, and she'd been visibly angry, so everyone else was of course listening in because we were that sort of office.

She put down the phone, screamed, and shouted out "Oh my fucking God that man is an absolute cunt!"

Steve, head of admin: "Oh, was that X"
Ash: yeah
Steve: Yeah, he's a complete cunt.

Wanda: golf-ball-sized eyes because back where I'm from "cunt" is something you just never, ever say because it's the absolute nuclear option.

These days it's practically a good morning.

How hard was the enunciation of the 'c'? Spoken in earnest it absolutely begs for the dramatic flourish of an ultra-hardened 'c'...
 
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