Today’s earworm is Koko Taylor proposing that we gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long. I’m cool with that.

It put me in mind of another expression I haven’t heard for awhile. In fact, I’ve only ever heard one of my grandmas use it: squealie worm. As in, “When he told her that, she ’bout had a squealie worm!” Or, “ She called up and was fixin’ to have a squealie worm, and I told her, I said BethAnn, calm down.”*

Mister Husband has never heard of a squealie worm. Google is particularly unhelpful. I should dig out my copy of Lyle Saxon’s Gumbo Ya-Ya, which contains many old Southern colloquialisms. Perhaps the squealie worm is a rare and wondrous thing, at least linguistically.

*For discussion of old-school southern echolalia, see Florence King's Confessions of a Failed Southern Lady.