the rhyme jhyme

how high's that antler momma?

alright, so this is how it all went down. b-cunt was on a stopover in o-hole over the weekend, just in time for some raucous partying... on recovering, we opted to pop in a dvd that my roommate dycer had recommended... this flick called waking life. well, well, well... what a fucking trip this was. see, back when I was knee high to a cunt, me and my old buddy started this little word game called the rhyme jhyme. the rules are as follows:

1. always rhyme with the letter j, unless it's a j-word at which point you drop the j. (for example: "pass the matches jatches" or "fuck, i just spilled bong water on my jeans 'eans...")

2. after some back and forth, one must end the game with a "quit rhymin' jhymin'..."

laughs all around and moment complete. this game was particularly hilarious whilst drunk and stoned. i reckon i've been playing this little game with friends across the country now for something like a decade. thus, you can imagine my surprise when, on watching waking life, already a trippy enough move as it was, one of the characters welcomed the protaganist with a "what's the word jurd?"

i almost shit.

a stupid phrase i've uttered a million times over, right there in a fucking film about existentialism... creeped me the fuck out.

what do you reckon it means?