#imagine being the Designated Rock Identifier in a family with curious and scientifically-minded youthes and having this joke in pocket

[stellerssong]

Tell us the sex stone joke

so this joke requires the light setup of, as the Resident Geologist, on any given hike my dad will have been subjected to a light barrage of Hey What's This Rock I Just Picked Up Off The Trail, answers ranging from "that's clearly serpentinite, the state rock of California—note the distinctive gray-green color and soapy texture" to "that's probably a local mudstone" to "that is a piece of concrete" to "that is tanbark."

the joke typically runs as follows:

you, presenting an interesting pebble for identification: hey, what's this rock i just picked up off the trail? my dad, after a few seconds of thoughtful examination: ah, interesting. what you have there is what's known as a "sex stone." you, slightly shocked by the apparent erotic provenance of what you thought was a random rock: oh! okay. i see. thanks. my dad, slyly: would you like to know why they call it that? you: um. yes? my dad: BECAUSE IT'S JUST A FUCKING ROCK.

#chatter #asks #my delight when i achieved an age at which my dad could finally tell me this joke in its uncensored form was notable i have to admit #imagine being the Designated Rock Identifier in a family with curious and scientifically-minded youthes and having this joke in pocket #and knowing if you say the fuck word to them you will immediately be executed by all of your in-laws. so tragic.