"Mom?" says my kid, "what's for dinner?"
"Honey," I say with a big huffing sigh, "it's only 9:30 in the morning."
"So what's for dinner?"
"Tongue," I say, although she knows this is just one of my stop-asking-me-about-dinner ploys.
"What kind of tongue?" she says. She's smart.
"Beef tongue," I say.
"Do people really eat beef tongue?" she asks.
"Sure."
"Who eats tongue?"
"The Republicans," I say. "The Republicans are your big tongue eaters. In fact, they're probably eating tongue right now."
"But I thought we were Democrats," she says.
"That's right," I say. "We're Democrats."
"So does that mean we're not really having tongue for dinner?" she asks.
"Yes." I say. "Being a democrat means do not have to eat tongue for dinner."
"Mom?"
"Yeah?" I say.
"What's for dinner?"
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Something like eating your own words, huh?
And anyways, kids these days are too smart.
And being Republican means you never will say you're sorry. Thanks for the tongue in cheek...it made for a smile.
Delightful!
I'm going to do a Zen Wizard and slightly go off topic to say that since turning single in July I honestly miss a good tongue(ing).
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As an aside, I've also seen that tongue pic used as an avatar in my Opera forum posting of days past.
Hey, I've eaten cow tongue (as a guest in someone's house in Guatemala) and it's actually pretty good. Like a very lean roast beef.
Now, do I voluntarily buy and cook up beef tongue, no.
But it was good...and I'm still a democrat :)
M
My dad used to eat tongue.
In all truth, if I set tongue in front of my kid, she'd probably try it without much complaint.
Tonight as I lamented the evening news, which was nixed due to college ball, my kid said, "It's probably the Republicans blocking the news, Mom."
i eat it too.
with calamata olives.
and i ain't no Rep.
i used to eat brains, with a dash of lemon juice, and i ain't no zombie.
well...maybe...
nah.
So, was this meant to be an object lesson on the weak reasoning skills of Democrats?
Anon,
It was meant to be a whimsical and slightly ironic little post that was based on an actual conversation.
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