Comments on: Ain’t That a Peach?

By: T-Bone

T-Bone — Fri, 20 May 2005 17:20:37 +0000

It’s a slow day at the office…
“Take a look at Peaches, with spots all brown and black.
I said, take good look at Peaches, with spots all brown and black.
Her capillaries burst, when she gives them spoons a smack.”
Second verse same as the first, a little bit louder and a little bit worse!

By: Steve

Steve — Thu, 19 May 2005 18:34:03 +0000

Only three weeks? Yeah, THAT’S dedication…come back when I need years of study to understand your verses.

By: jenny

jenny — Thu, 19 May 2005 17:43:20 +0000

Aha! The glove has been thrown! I sense a challenge. I shall compose a verse so complex that you will need 3 weeks of phoenetics classes to even be able to read it silently in your head. And it will be played on the ocarina. I will now barricade myself in my studio until June. Adieu.

By: Steve

Steve — Thu, 19 May 2005 17:20:24 +0000

That works, too, but I wanted to challenge myself and stay away from the traditional one syllable rhyme.
No offense to YOUR one syllable rhyme, however.

By: Jenny

Jenny — Thu, 19 May 2005 17:11:12 +0000

S: I'm not sure how I feel about the fact that so many people beat me to the punch and were already nicknamed Peaches. As for the history of jug bands, I have conveniently created a category called "Jug Band" so please don't feel you've missed out.

Also - I love the cobbler reference! Another alternative might be:

Oh, my baby Peaches, she ain't in no cobbler or pie.
No my little baby Peaches, ain't in no cobbler or pie.
With bruised up legs like hers, lord I sure know why.

By: Steve

Steve — Thu, 19 May 2005 16:20:40 +0000

Oh man, that was the best jug band song I’ve ever read! I have no idea what the back story is on the jug band, but you better believe I’m going to find out.
Also, I said something vaguely metrosexual at a temp job I was working (about hair gel, or something), and they all started calling me Peaches. This means that there are at least two guys reading this who have shared your nickname at some point. Sweet.
And here’s a verse, to add:
My baby Peaches, she ain’t in no pie or cobbler
My baby Peaches, she ain’t in no pie or cobbler
But she bruise so easily, she one hell of a hobbler.
I’ll give that it’s a pretty shitty rhyme structure, but how else can you cram an awkwardly-syllabled word like “cobbler” in there?

By: Dean

Dean — Thu, 19 May 2005 00:15:29 +0000

Given the condition of your leg, maybe you should consider being called “Bruise Hound.”

By: Dave

Dave — Tue, 17 May 2005 23:48:14 +0000

My roommate hates the nicknames I have for her. I’ll walk in the door and say, “What’s shakin’ bacon?”
I have never in my life known a woman that would consider being called BACON flattering. Peaches is WAY better.

By: Strode

Strode — Tue, 17 May 2005 23:23:47 +0000

I was at a hotel while working my last job, and the bar manager called me peaches. Somehow, that made it back to the company, and soon even the bosses were calling me that. Of course, it was harder on me being a guy. Maybe they should just call you Spoons.

By: Vivian

Vivian — Mon, 16 May 2005 06:19:47 +0000

Ooh ooh, I always wanted a dorky-cool nickname like Bootsy or Shug! Thanks for the link, um, Peaches.