So now we know where P.J. O’Rourke gets it. Imagine what his granny would have been like if she’d been let loose on the Internet:

My grandmother knew how to say what she damn well pleased, not that she ever would have said “damn.” As a boy I asked her what the difference was between Democrats and Republicans. She said, “Democrats rent.” Once, when I remarked on slum conditions as we drove through a bad part of town, my grandmother said, “No one’s ever so poor he can’t pick up his yard.” […] In 1966, when the Post Office issued its 6-cent FDR commemorative, my grandmother said, “My friends and I are having trouble using that new Roosevelt stamp.”

“Why?” I asked.

“We keep spitting on the wrong side.”