...for a different kind of girl

silent surburban girl releasing her voice, not yet knowing what all she wants to say about her life and the things that make it spin. do you have to be 18 to be here? you'll know when i know.

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

'love to eat turkey like a good boy should'

"What'cha thankful for this Thanksgiving, dear?"


blank stare

"Really? That's seriously what you're thankful for this year?"

"Not just breasts. Big breasts. Big, white, juicy breasts. And not just big, white, juicy breasts. No. Big, white, juicy breasts that need to be stuffed."

"Um, we're probably not talking about turkey, are we?"

So, to recap - My husband is thankful for breasts. Though he didn't confirm that whole turkey query, I assume he meant my breasts and not those of the 17 pound Butterball my mom will prepare lovingly for us on Thanksgiving.

And me? Well, I'm thankful to be married to a man who has the hilarious sense of humor one typically finds in the average 14 year old boy. This is good, since I giggle at the word "penis" from time to time. And "fart." This, of course, makes me your average 12 year old boy.

Your average 12 year old boy with succulent, pale boobs.

(You've missed the boob talk, haven't you? Eh, it's out there in a lot of stuff, ladies and gentlemen. But you're welcome. Just think of me as your Thanksgiving miracle)



Blogger Edtime Stories said...

Ummmm I thought he was talking about turkey... Happy Thanksgiving babe...hugg

Wednesday, November 21, 2007 7:25:00 AM  
Blogger Desmond Jones said...

Breasts are good. . .

Wednesday, November 21, 2007 8:18:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Juicy, need to be stuffed, I vote he's talking Turkey. But I'm sure he's thankful for yours too.

Wednesday, November 21, 2007 8:40:00 AM  
Blogger FTN said...

Breasts are usually near the top of my "what-I'm-thankful-for" list.

Big is good. White is fine. But juicy?

I'm also still contemplating the proper way to "stuff" a breast. Even in the fullest sexual double-entendre way.

A happy Thanksgiving to you and your succulent, pale boobs.

Wednesday, November 21, 2007 8:42:00 AM  
Blogger Sailor said...

Happy thanksgiving, to you, your husband, and your boobs.

Probably not-so-happy for the Butterball, but hey, that's life right?

Wednesday, November 21, 2007 10:12:00 AM  
Blogger Phyllis Renée said...

Stuffed is always good! And a nice cream-phylled pie (did I say that?)

Wednesday, November 21, 2007 11:23:00 AM  
Blogger Desmond Jones said...

Oh, golly, FTN, I wrote a whole post once-upon-a-time about juicy breasts. . .

You can lighten yer coffee with that stuff, dontcha know. . .

But yeah. . . 'stuffing' has me stumped, too. . .

Wednesday, November 21, 2007 12:02:00 PM  
Blogger Phyllis Renée said...

For your Thanksgiving pleasure: Stuffed Breasts - You will need two large breasts. Make sure breats are washed well and pat dry with a towel. Place stuff(ing) between breasts and massage well. Got it? Cause I don't do demonstrations :o)

Wednesday, November 21, 2007 12:45:00 PM  
Blogger Mandy Lou said...

That's the great thing about thanksgiving - he can be talking about dinner and you! Sorry I missed your b-day, sounds like you had a great one.

Wednesday, November 21, 2007 12:46:00 PM  
Blogger Summer Rose said...

So here's my answer to your husband quirky answer, I'm thankful for all things fun, and a great written post.

Wednesday, November 21, 2007 6:00:00 PM  
Blogger Nature Girl said...

Happy Thanksgiving DKOG! I hope your breasts get all the stuffing they can hold...uh...what??

Wednesday, November 21, 2007 6:48:00 PM  
Blogger Andrew said...

Happy Thanksgiving! LOL I got the biggest laugh out of this post. Men! Harumppfff. My mind devolves into the gutter sometimes myself. Enjoying the blog!

Wednesday, November 21, 2007 8:35:00 PM  
Blogger 1blueshi1 said...

I'm sure your husband wants to...stuff your turkey, bay-bay (thinks sadly of my husband 700 miles away)
and I was just commenting on precarious tomato's blog that it was too bad I was a 12 year old boy trapped in a 35 year old woman's body--seriously, a 22 year guy at work told me that! may be time to throttle back on the potty humor...ya think?!

Wednesday, November 21, 2007 11:35:00 PM  
Blogger Nanette said...

I'm pretty sure they also have something written all over them...but I'm not quite sure I can make out the writing what with all of the butter dripping.

Happy Thanksgiving!


Thursday, November 22, 2007 12:53:00 AM  
Blogger Therese in Heaven said...

I don't know about the big juicy breast thing, but I sure do enjoy a big juicy sausage.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Thursday, November 22, 2007 10:49:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

happy thanksgiving!

Thursday, November 22, 2007 12:50:00 PM  
Blogger Choppzs said...

*snicker, snicker*


*snicker, snicker*

Thursday, November 22, 2007 2:43:00 PM  
Blogger kimmyk said...

Happy Thanksgiving girlie!
I hope you guys had a great time together with family.

And your husband? Sounds like something Jamie would say. Men. Weirdos.

Thursday, November 22, 2007 7:08:00 PM  
Blogger Melissa said...

I love it when my husband devolves into pre-teen humor, mostly because I'm right there with him. That is something I'm thankful for.

Saturday, November 24, 2007 8:38:00 PM  
Blogger for a different kind of girl said...

Ed - If pressed, he'd probably tell you he sometimes thinks of me as a turkey. Thus, bases covered!

Desmond - Some would say breasts are best. Me? I'm a thigh girl.

Oh, ok, I like the breast, too. You got me.

Anonymous - I asked him. He just smirked. He probably *was* thinking turkey and my lovely powers may have swayed him to the dark side!

FTN - Me and the succulents needed a little nap after the turkey. We were stuffed. Not in that double entendre way, of course. That was before. It's possible. I'm sure you've thought about it.

Sailor - Hope your Thanksgiving was a wonderful one!

Phyllis - That sensation you just got? That one on the palm of your hand? That was me high fiving you for that comment!

Desmond - Mine aren't quite that succulent. Y'all can think about that stuffing part some more. I'm sure there's an answer here somewhere...

Phyllis - Ah! There's the answer! Just like that!

Mandy - Ha! Alas, he was silent when we went around the dining room table to share what we were thankful for this year!

Thanks for the birthday wishes, too!

Summer - Hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving!!

Stacie - They (or me, whichever!) are still stuffed. Darn turkey...

Andrew - Sometimes, I find the gutter isn't too shabby a place to hang out. You just have to be careful about some of those wanting to drag you there! Thanks for the visit and the nice words!

1blueshi1 - I would *totally* be a 12 year old boy for awhile, just to see what I could get away with. I sometimes think I'm halfway there most of the time!

Nan - The butter. Gah, the freakin' butter! It's really out of control sometimes. I suggest laying off the butter and going for the fake stuff, but honestly, that crap is even nastier. My goal forevermore is to swear off butter. Blech...

Therese - That sensation you feel? The one on the palm of your hand? Yeah, that's me high fiving you after slapping some Phyllis' way!

You da mom! - Thank you! Hope you and all the boys enjoyed yours, too!

Choppzs - Tee hee!

Kimmy - Totally weirdos. And other things, but I'm trying to keep it nice here for a bit. But you know what I'm thinkin'...

Melissa - Ha! I'm thankful my husband follows *me* into the pre-teen humor. Actually, he should be thankful I corrupted him!

Sunday, November 25, 2007 10:23:00 PM  

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