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Post by malibou on Jun 10, 2016 18:38:52 GMT
So, a couple of background points. I always ask dh to process meat whether it's prepping to cook, slicing after cooking, or processing any leftovers at my whim the next day. He loves this job! He loves nibbling all the bits as he processes it. Another job he loved, was an internship with the County Coroner while in college.
For dinner I was making a yummy rocket salad that I planned to add leftover, bone-in, roasted chicken breasts to. When the time came that I needed the chicken, the following conversation took place,
Me: Hey babe, can you come do the chicken for me, please?
Dh: Absolutely, I'll be right there.
(I open the container of leftovers and see that when he put the chicken away the night before, he had processed it already.)
Me: Never mind, I see you already boned it, and nicely done.
Dh: That's right! No one can bone a chicken like I can. Thanks to the County Coroner.
Next thing we hear is ds laughing so hard. So. Hard. To the point it's that odd silent laugh. He is in his room with the door shut watching YouTube videos. Naturally, Dh and I both expect he will be coming out momentarily to share his funny video. Instead, once the laughter calms, he calls his friend and then thru copious quantities of giggles, snorts, and guffaws, he manages to relay the above conversation. And he is emphasizing the 'do' in the first line and the bone/d in the last two. Laughing like a cartoon hyena about how dwerpy his parents are.
Never have I heard my kid laugh this hard. He could barely keep it together thru dinner. We acted like we hadn't heard him at all. Totally normal dinner conversation. While cleaning up after dinner, dh and I start with all the innuendos, while ds is dishing ice cream.
OMG! Again, the kid loses it. He is on the floor. We continue, as he tries to crawl away. Dh and I played this so well. :-) I think we're knee deep in puberty.
J
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Post by anonrefugee on Jun 10, 2016 18:47:44 GMT
I love it, you made me laugh just reading.
Welcome to world of teen boys, it's a new adventure.
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Post by smginaz Suzy on Jun 10, 2016 18:51:57 GMT
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Post by Meri-Lyn on Jun 10, 2016 18:57:56 GMT
I read it exactly like he heard it. ROFL!!! Yep, I have the sense of humor of a 12 year old boy sometimes.  |
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Post by schizo319 on Jun 10, 2016 19:00:21 GMT
LOL!!! That's hysterical!
Reminds me of when I was about your DS's age. My dad was trying to slice up a kielbasa - he was paraplegic, so he had trouble balancing upright and cutting meat at the table. He looked at my mom and said "Honey, hold my wiener, it's trying to run away" - Thought I was going to lose my shit, couldn't even finish dinner for laughing so hard.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 10, 2016 19:02:59 GMT
LOL!!! That's hysterical! Reminds me of when I was about your DS's age. My dad was trying to slice up a kielbasa - he was paraplegic, so he had trouble balancing upright and cutting meat at the table. He looked at my mom and said "Honey, hold my wiener, it's trying to run away" - Thought I was going to lose my shit, couldn't even finish dinner for laughing so hard.  |
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Post by seaexplore on Jun 10, 2016 19:23:25 GMT
I giggled while reading it too. But, secretly, I am a 12 year old boy.
I have to be on that wavelength since I teach middle school. Gotta make sure what I say cannot be an innuendo. Sometimes they slip by tho. Then we all have a fantastic laugh. Shows the kids I'm still human.
Instead of "work as a three some" I say "work as a triad". Page 69, is "the page right before 70". Lol. Balls are "spheres"
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Post by JustCallMeMommy on Jun 10, 2016 19:27:13 GMT
I read one of those Facebook memes the other day that said, "Life is funnier when you have a dirty mind."
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Post by wellway on Jun 10, 2016 19:34:29 GMT
LOL You now have a perfect mood lifter for your son. When his day has been horrid, you can discuss processing chicken as scripted above. There is no way he will be able to keep a straight face.  |
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Post by malibou on Jun 10, 2016 19:45:32 GMT
LOL You now have a perfect mood lifter for your son. When his day has been horrid, you can discuss processing chicken as scripted above. There is no way he will be able to keep a straight face. I like that! |
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Post by oldcrow on Jun 10, 2016 21:07:24 GMT
I giggled while reading it too. But, secretly, I am a 12 year old boy. I have to be on that wavelength since I teach middle school. Gotta make sure what I say cannot be an innuendo. Sometimes they slip by tho. Then we all have a fantastic laugh. Shows the kids I'm still human. Instead of "work as a three some" I say "work as a triad". Page 69, is "the page right before 70". Lol. Balls are "spheres" You would have to be on the ball oops, I mean sphere all the time.  |
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Post by flute4peace on Jun 10, 2016 21:10:07 GMT
So, a couple of background points. I always ask dh to process meat whether it's prepping to cook, slicing after cooking, or processing any leftovers at my whim the next day. He loves this job! He loves nibbling all the bits as he processes it. Another job he loved, was an internship with the County Coroner while in college. For dinner I was making a yummy rocket salad that I planned to add leftover, bone-in, roasted chicken breasts to. When the time came that I needed the chicken, the following conversation took place, Me: Hey babe, can you come do the chicken for me, please? Dh: Absolutely, I'll be right there. (I open the container of leftovers and see that when he put the chicken away the night before, he had processed it already.) Me: Never mind, I see you already boned it, and nicely done. Dh: That's right! No one can bone a chicken like I can. Thanks to the County Coroner. Next thing we hear is ds laughing so hard. So. Hard. To the point it's that odd silent laugh. He is in his room with the door shut watching YouTube videos. Naturally, Dh and I both expect he will be coming out momentarily to share his funny video. Instead, once the laughter calms, he calls his friend and then thru copious quantities of giggles, snorts, and guffaws, he manages to relay the above conversation. And he is emphasizing the 'do' in the first line and the bone/d in the last two. Laughing like a cartoon hyena about how dwerpy his parents are. Never have I heard my kid laugh this hard. He could barely keep it together thru dinner. We acted like we hadn't heard him at all. Totally normal dinner conversation. While cleaning up after dinner, dh and I start with all the innuendos, while ds is dishing ice cream. OMG! Again, the kid loses it. He is on the floor. We continue, as he tries to crawl away. Dh and I played this so well. :-) I think we're knee deep in puberty. J You just completely changed the way my day was going. 
(woops bad choice of smilie lol)
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Post by seaexplore on Jun 10, 2016 21:13:47 GMT
I giggled while reading it too. But, secretly, I am a 12 year old boy. I have to be on that wavelength since I teach middle school. Gotta make sure what I say cannot be an innuendo. Sometimes they slip by tho. Then we all have a fantastic laugh. Shows the kids I'm still human. Instead of "work as a three some" I say "work as a triad". Page 69, is "the page right before 70". Lol. Balls are "spheres" You would have to be on the ball oops, I mean sphere all the time. Yup. I play everything I'm going to say thru my brain before I say it. You'd die if you heard some of our conversations. Lol |
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Post by anxiousmom on Jun 10, 2016 21:16:01 GMT
I giggled while reading it too. But, secretly, I am a 12 year old boy. I have to be on that wavelength since I teach middle school. Gotta make sure what I say cannot be an innuendo. Sometimes they slip by tho. Then we all have a fantastic laugh. Shows the kids I'm still human. Instead of "work as a three some" I say "work as a triad". Page 69, is "the page right before 70". Lol. Balls are "spheres" The very last time we had meat balls the boys were 13 and 15. I made it through all the 'she's rolling the meat BALLS' and as I was scooting them around in the pan with a spatula 'don't squish the meat BALLS' but for the entire meal there were ball jokes. Ball jokes that they were sure I didn't get. By the end of dinner I told them flat out that it was the last time I was ever going to serve meatballs. EVER. OMG. It was all balls all the time. I heard every single joke-good, bad, or otherwise-about balls. Teenage boys. |
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Post by QueenoftheSloths on Jun 10, 2016 23:12:57 GMT
I giggled while reading it too. But, secretly, I am a 12 year old boy. I have to be on that wavelength since I teach middle school. Gotta make sure what I say cannot be an innuendo. Sometimes they slip by tho. Then we all have a fantastic laugh. Shows the kids I'm still human. Instead of "work as a three some" I say "work as a triad". Page 69, is "the page right before 70". Lol. Balls are "spheres" The very last time we had meat balls the boys were 13 and 15. I made it through all the 'she's rolling the meat BALLS' and as I was scooting them around in the pan with a spatula 'don't squish the meat BALLS' but for the entire meal there were ball jokes. Ball jokes that they were sure I didn't get. By the end of dinner I told them flat out that it was the last time I was ever going to serve meatballs. EVER. OMG. It was all balls all the time. I heard every single joke-good, bad, or otherwise-about balls. Teenage boys. Are you a Survivor watcher? Sometimes during challenges, Jeff's commentary on people's balls is inadvertently hilarious. Who's dropping their balls, who's balls are rolling away, who has their balls under control. Jeff LOVES to talk about balls. |
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Post by 950nancy on Jun 10, 2016 23:21:04 GMT
My boys thought my husband and I were clueless also. My sons thought I didn't know what a cuss word was until they were teens. And then the "that's what she said phrase" came out and my boys realized that their sweet mother was really a 12 year old sailor boy.
One time in a staff meeting my principal was telling us all about how sick the AP got from her boyfriend's sausage. It went on for far too long and I was dying. I caught the eye of one other lady and we had a bonding moment. I do not know how 58 other people just smiled sympathetically. Apparently snacking on your boyfriend's rotten sausage and not realizing it is making you sick because you just love it so much and cannot stop eating it is not funny.
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Post by seaexplore on Jun 11, 2016 0:30:44 GMT
One time in a staff meeting my principal was telling us all about how sick the AP got from her boyfriend's sausage. It went on for far too long and I was dying. I caught the eye of one other lady and we had a bonding moment. I do not know how 58 other people just smiled sympathetically. Apparently snacking on your boyfriend's rotten sausage and not realizing it is making you sick because you just love it so much and cannot stop eating it is not funny. My staff would have been howling. Then I would have had to explain it to my neighbor teacher who is so very innocent for her 50+ years on earth. I frequently have to explain things to her because she just doesn't think like the rest of us pervs. Lol |
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Post by femalebusiness on Jun 11, 2016 0:38:35 GMT
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Post by Layce on Jun 11, 2016 0:45:48 GMT
What's that thing with Beevis and Butthead, where they are "discussing" George Bush and Dick Cheney??? .. something like ha ha ha, you said bush then ha ha ha, you said Dick Yeah, fond memories of raising teens in the 90s. |
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Post by janeinbama on Jun 14, 2016 18:12:21 GMT
When our DD & SIL were pregnant with their 2nd boy, SIL vetoed a front runner name. Their oldest DS's first name is
William after a Gr. Grandfather(he goes by his middle name), DD wanted to name next DGS Richard after a Grandfather (goes by his middle name)
SIL said there was no way his sons could have names that could be shortened to Willie and Dick.
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