And What Kind of Sauce Would Go With That?
Discussing food with my surrogate mother...
Me: So these friends are going to have some stuffed calamari for dinner on Christmas Eve...
Surrogate Mother Type Person: making gagging like noises... Oh God. Calamari.
Me: But they were stuffing them. It's not like they were serving them in rings.
SMTP: Don't even mention the rings. Jesus, it's like eating a little bit of a sphinter when you bite into one of them. Why the hell would people ever serve that to people they supposedly loved?
6 comments:
Oh no, you just gave me a new image for something I already don't like to look at. Agh-h-h!
Sphinter! Ha, ha! Now that is a unique way of looking at it. I don't think I'll ever eat another calamari ring without thinking of her comment.
Happy Holidays!
Barbara
OK, I USED to love calamari....
Note to self: eating sphincter is bad.
Dammit man. What else is left!! ;)
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Ah, yes, eating sphincter--isn't that also called rimming?
True enough, Michael. Yet coming from a middle aged straight woman, I'm not sure rimming has entered her vocabulary. And if it has, I doubt she wants to think of it as an activity that her adopted son engages in... ;-)
Hope you all had a great holiday!
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