So I have been messing around with Git and Github since it’s the versioning software all the kids use, and I’ve found the pull and push nomenclature, not to mention the order of operations, a little strange to someone used to Visual SourceSafe or Subversion. So I downloaded a picture of the Pushmi-pullyu from the film Doctor Dolittle, the original one with Rex Harrison and not the Eddie Murphy remake (although I have seen neither–but I read the book in middle school).
I was going to make a gag about it being the cover of my new book about Git.
But. Or, more precisely, butt another opportunity for mirth presented itself.
For Christmas this year or the last, we gave a friend of ours a set of cat butt refrigerator magnets for Christmas because she has cats.
So this week, I’m helping take care of her cats while she’s out of town, and one of my boys spots the magnets and puts them together in some sort of eldritch unholy alliance you would find in Lovecraft:
I said to my mother-in-law, “A pussy-pullyu.”
She didn’t get it.
So I snapped a picture of the monstrosities and said, “I’ll put it on my blog. Someone will get it.”
You, gentle reader, now have the context of the pun and why it came so easily to me.
Get it?
Eh, who cares. I’m just doing the for the mad search hits for whatever kind of sexual trick the pun means it the seedy seamy underbelly of humanity that is our Internet.
