Crissum

…and that’s the word of the day.

GnuKid spent one whole semester at university as a biology major. But I never ran into this one… I guess if I’d actually made it to a zoology class, I may have learned this word.

Yep, crissum is a zoological term and it is defined as the feathers or area surrounding a bird’s cloacal opening.

We’ll get back to “crissum” in a moment.

Guess we have two words of the day as I had to look up the definition of “cloacal”. The easy definition is that it is the bird’s hoo-hoo. But that’s too simplistic… be glad you’re not a bird. The biology of a bird is such that – brace yourself – its genital AND intestinal AND urinary tracts all converge and come out of… or into as the case may be… one opening—the cloaca.

If I may editorialize at this point… Ewww.

Reminds me of the joke about the design of women – – –

A bunch of engineers are sitting around at a party, discussing the nature of the God, and who designed women.

The mechanical engineer states that God must also be a mechanical engineer because “if you look at all the pulleys and levers that drive the body, how the tendons and muscles and bones all work together, well, it’s just amazing.”

The chemical engineer says that no, God has to be a chemical engineer because “if you look at all the chemical processes that drive the body, how the hormones and the brain and the glands and everything else all interact, well, it’s just astounding.”

The electrical engineer says that no, God has to be an electrical engineer because “if you look at the circuitry of the body, how the thousands upon millions of nerve cells transmit signals from one part to another, well, it boggles the mind.”

The civil engineer speaks up last of all and says, no, God is definitely a civil engineer, because “only a civil engineer would run a sewer next to a playground. “

[pa-dum-dump]

But anyway…

What caught my eye about ‘crissum’ is the derivation. From the Latin, crissare, which means—

…to move the buttocks during intercourse…

Hmmm… Ummm… The ancient Romans needed a name for that? Okay.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I think I’ll just sit here and wallow in some great mental imagery of feminine crissare until it’s time to write another post…

Tags: , , , , , ,

18 Responses to “Crissum”

  1. nursemyra Says:

    I knew what cloacal meant but had never heard of crissum. what a great word!

  2. azahar Says:

    Gosh, there’s a word for just about everything, isn’t there?

  3. anniegirl1138 Says:

    I heard the joke. From Rob. I think he told it when I mentioned that my late husband and his best friend went to university to be civil engineers. They are apparently low on the engineer feeding chain.

    The Romans were a precise bunch, eh?

  4. Rob Says:

    Actually, I was at that party…

    Where I went to University, we had a grade system based on zero to 4.0 (4.0 being an A, 3.0 a B, 2.0 a C and so on). One year during “Queen” week (or “Engineering” week as it’s known now), the chant every other discipline took up when the Civils came round was “1.7 GPA! 1.7 GPA! 1.7 GPA!” Okay, it’s only funny if you were there…

    Civil was sort of the default discipline if you either didn’t have the grades or weren’t smart enough to get into the discipline you wanted.

    Oh, and just to make it clear….I’m a chemical engineer.

  5. Parenthesis Says:

    I did a module on ancient Rome last year, as part of my degree studies. The only thing I remember from it, was the origin of the word testimony and testament. They derive from testes, which means “little witness”. Apparently it was common practice for speakers to take hold of THAT part of the anatomy, to show their ardour for the topic at hand, if you will. [Sorry about the pun, wasn’t intentional ….] 😉

  6. daisyfae Says:

    and the semiconductor physicist? isn’t involved in the conversation. Not only is he too busy playing World of Warcraft to pay attention, he wouldn’t understand any reference to female anatomy, having never seen it on Star Trek (other than those kinda sexy green women who wiggled around and gave him a funny feeling in his basement…)

  7. leavingevangeline Says:

    And the word of the day, as used in a sentence:

    “All I want for crissum is my two front teeth”.

    At least, that’s how it’s used here in the Dirty South.

  8. What’s Up? Part de deux « Silverstar’s Magical Adventures (and assorted rants) Says:

    […] little word in the comments. Then today, Rob comes up with this one.  And GnuKid chimes in with this. It’s no wonder my forhead is perennially […]

  9. Rob Says:

    @daisyfae: sexy green women? That’s it? What about Harry Mudd’s women? Hmmm? Oh, and later Star Trek – as in Voyager….What about Seven of Nine?

  10. thegnukid Says:

    nursemyra – i have to admit it was presented to me. folks at the office know i like wordplay, so occasionally share cool stuff. glad you liked!

    azahar – thanks to those dang Romans and Greeks, yeah. i wonder if other, non-Latin-based languages have words for everything?

    annie – i’ve heard engineers eat their own. us non-engineer types pick on them as a group, but there really is a pecking order within the engineer world

    rob – better living through chemistry, right? other than the one semester as a bio major, i spent two as a chemistry major… until i met Organic Chemistry–that’ll be another post!

    parenthesis – ah-ha!! i can use that as an excuse to fondle my boy parts, claiming i’m just “showing ardour for my speech”… laughin’

    daisyfae – are any physicists revered by engineers? i always thought they were held in contempt by engineers… except for a certain trailer park refugee who has the hots for Stephen Hawking… [wink]

    leavingevangeline – lol… that should be the challenge on all my “wotd”… use, incorrectly, in a sentence. you did well, padiwan learner…

    silverstar – thanks for the linky-love…

    rob – your ‘enginerd’ is showing…

  11. beaverboosh Says:

    That reminds me, I need to trim my crissum.

  12. Dolce Says:

    Those Romans were a bunch of diiiirty bastard. I’m mean, reallly dirty. I bet they had names for names of stuff that we haven’t even thought of. And Bless Queen for giving us girls an anthem!

  13. Parenthesis Says:

    LOL @ bevaerboosh, ha ha!

    Since when do men need an excuse to fondle their boy parts, Gnu? They discover them just after birth [amazing how, er elastic they are, at that age] and well from what I’ve seen it’s a life long love affair from there in out 🙂 😆

  14. Parenthesis Says:

    Again, sorry about the pun 😉

  15. Parenthesis Says:

    http://randomburblings.wordpress.com/2008/08/22/pay-it-forward-in-another-guise/#comment-942

  16. Parenthesis Says:

    Grrr, wrong link.
    Sorry.
    Try this one 🙂
    http://randomburblings.wordpress.com/2008/08/22/terrific-friday/#comment-943

  17. thegnukid Says:

    beaverboosh – don’t forget to use the special “crissum clippers”… otherwise it’ll hurt like hell

    dolce – maybe i was Roman in a prior life and some of it stayed with me into this life… or maybe i’m just naturally a dirty bastard…

    parenthesis – admittedly, i find myself at my not-so-tender age still monkeying with the boy parts… the only difference is that i’ve learned to do so in private… learned that about 4 years ago…

    p again – i LIKED it… a good pun can never be argued with… and a bad pun can only be groaned at, but never denied…

    p yet again – huh?

    p and still again – ahh, yes… not likely this time around for me—too few working brain cells

  18. Dolce Says:

    *snort*

    the latter, my dear fellow, the latter!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s


%d bloggers like this: