Moist, Panties, and Ointment

[cue all female readers cringing in disgust]

Ask a girl, any girl, and DTM promises you she will hate one of these words, most likely all three. Without fail. Why?

seriously, why?

I mean there is an obvious connection, and usually a common order (you can figure it out), but the need for actual hatred? Come on. I, for one, don't come close to understanding it, and I imagine the entire male species (it's always confounded me why the word species is used there) is behind me. I don't think I "hate" any word, much less band with all my brothers to express disgust at the same ones. It's a really silly, stupid, irrational, and FORCED thing to do.

And, for the record, my immediate mental associations for the supposed "words of horror":

moist: cake, always cake. Then soil. Never "it."
panties: no explanation needed, but by all means a positive.
ointment: healing, enough said. I don't even want to, nor do I, consider whatever it is that terrifies the XXers.

grow up.