I Come From...

On the shores of Chesapeake Bay lie many fine fishing ports and sleepy harbors, but none so misfortunate as …Onancock. What an albatross to drag with one into the wider, tittering and scornful world! It's bad enough that cock is involgved, but Onan as well — Onan of course, being in one origin, the Old Testament figure who, well, hmm, became very dead after displeasing God with an act that some (the Catholic Church, for example) equated with masturbation, but more accurately, seems to have been coitus interruptus... 

Anyway, in an age when no one reads, perhaps it's safe enough to admit to coming from Onancock, without provoking snickering. If you're an... Onancockian? Onancockette? Onancockney*?? you can look at the above map and think "others are less fortunate than I..."

For no reason at all, this made me think of the story of the man on the train that was passing through a station in Scotland. The traveler, wondering if this station was his destination, leaned out of a window and querulously called out to someone on the platform, "Leatherhead?" and the someone roared back: "Bum face!" 

* Onancocker? Onancockist? Onancockman/woman? Onancockerel? Onancockonian?!