My last ex was from a redneck family. MORE redneck than mine, even. And we're pretty red.
Well, everyone except for her and her nuclear family. They seemed normalish. But the rest of 'em...daggum they were country.
One year at Thanksgiving, the ex's parents had the family over. Her mom's sister had just recently had a boob job.
(By now you know that I have a tendency to instigate when it amuses me. And it did....)
We'd been sitting at the Antique Farmhouse table that her mother had imported from England for about 2 minutes when I picked up my linen napkin and asked, "So Terry...how'd the boob job go?"
Her fork hit her plate and I knew it was coming.
In a move that I've only seen on Girls Gone Wild, she flipped up her bra with her shirt and flopped those puppies out.
~SPROING~
"Very nice, Terri, very nice."
What is the proper etiquette for seeing tits at the dinner table?
She then shimmied back into her top and we all gave thanks. Especially me. I was sitting directly across from her. (wink)
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I met a girl on the internet and after chatting for a few months she invited me to come visit over New Years. Very rural NE corner of Arkansas.
While I was there her 18 year old sister asked if I wanted to see her new tats. I said sure without even thinking. So, right there in the living room in front of everybody this girl that I had known for exactly 10 mins dropped her pants and showed me the tat on her butt cheek and the one just above her vajay-jay. She was gong commando (or Britney) by the way.
I was like "Oh ... those are .. nice". LOL
/love rednecks.
As you can imagine, I live for moments as such. I've never had that happen on Thanksgiving though...it was just a regular Wednesday afternoon. Not sure I could have finished my turkey...LOL
LOL...
I bet she was just dying to show them....
Peace
boobies....
As far as Dinner time Boob etiquette. The same rules of eating chicken apply to feeling a new set of boobs.
If indoors you should use a knife and fork, if outside in a picnic or cookout setting you can use your hands.
Cheers!!
hey there..first time visitor to your blog..fun read. You do a great job with the site. stop by and say hi sometime!
Rick
Jay: Dontch just love 'em? No tellin' WHAT might happen!
Rock: Yeah well, I'm tough. Even had me some pie! ; 0
Odat: I kinda had a feeling that she wanted to...
Leighann: I KNOW!
Matt: Remind me to invite her to my next picnic!
Palm: Thanks! Will do!
Boobies are my friends. I love boobies. I even love saying the word ... boobies. Mmmmmmmm makes me feel all warm and fuzzy. :)
Good customer and friend gave into his wifes' desire for a boob job. She went from no tits(I mean none!) to quite a noticable size in one week! My wife and I were hot tubbing (with bathing suits!) with my buddy & wife, when he got out to get more drinks. She says "I bet you two have been wondering about these". Before we could say yes, no, or squat- off comes her top! They looked great, but earlier that night, she had been bumping into me alot with them- and they were as hard as tennis balls....
Rednecks are teh awesome! I love it when my redneck family gets together! But they don't really come out much in winter, I'll probably have to wait until the 4th of July picnic for some REALLY good blogs.
I'd probably do the same thing, if I ever got a boob job. It's only one of the reasons I wouldn't consider one.
Same for the tat; mine's on my shoulder primarily because I kneow if I hid it, I'd only drop trou and show everyone in the bar the thing after 3 martini's.
It's good to know oneself.
Rednecks are one of the few things I miss from visiting America, we just don't get them over here.
Kelly: I think we may be related.
Buff: Pride is an interesting concept when it comes to tits, isn't it? Oh, and I didn't get to touch...too busy with dinner.
Michelle: They do provide for some interesting stories, don't they?!
GNG: LMAO...well IF you ever do go for the boob job...I'll cook the dinner!
Rabbit: You are missing out on some good fodder over there!
a photo would have been nice....
That's the sort of question I would LOVe to ask person in my family. Except mine would be, "How do you feel about your boyfriend's DUI arrest?" or "How is your gambling addiction?". Mine are a bit less nice but my extended family definitely fits the redneck mold.
Doggy: You are soooo right! ; 0
Sornie: Perhaps you should have asked the DUIer for a ride to the liquor store? (snicker) And the gambler to borrow some cash?
Doggy: You are soooo right! ; 0
Sornie: Perhaps you should have asked the DUIer for a ride to the liquor store? (snicker) And the gambler to borrow some cash?
That had to be a real jaw to the table experience! Probably something my sister would do too.
Mistress: When can I meet your sister?
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