A comedian argues that the audience's imagination is dirtier than any explicit language he could use. By describing things vaguely—feminine hygiene products as "vinegar and water, strawberry, collard greens"—he lets listeners fill in the crude details themselves, which is where the real humor lives.
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feminine douche products. I said, you know, back in the day it was just vinegar and water. I said, now it's vinegar and water, it's strawberry, it's collard greens. I said, baby, what you want to eat? That's the joke. That, that's the joke there. Now to me, I could have taken that joke to a very, very, very, uh, let's say graphic place. Yes, ma'am. But I say the audience is mine. Is much dirtier than anything that I could ever say. So to me, the creativity comes in when I say something else, because everybody can say the, you know, the D word and the P word. And to me, just me, that's not creative. But, but if I said, girl, he took his, you know, honey, he took his jeweled unit Mm-hmm. When everybody's like, oh, shoot, he had a Juul? Do you know what did it have on it? Did it get— See what I'm saying? The audience mind is dirtier than we think. The audience's mind is much dirtier than anything I could ever say. So all I do is paint a picture. You take it wherever you want to go.