Last night, after yet another wonderful holiday party chez League of Melbotis we went to IHOP for a very late-night dose of very-average fare.

Lauren and I have taken to splitting most meals (cuts down on calories most importantly, and costs as a fringe benefit) so we split the breakfast sampler:

  • 2 eggs
  • 2 bacon strips
  • 2 pork sausage links
  • 2 pieces of ham
  • n-many hash browns
  • 2 fluffy buttermilk pancakes

Now, I liked all of this meal except the sausage links. So I said to my table of grown-ups:

Seriously, no sexual innuendo and all, but would anyone like my sausage?

Lesson: “Seriously, no sexual innuendo and all” does not mitigate the human urge to snicker. Additionally, it did not alleviate the hideous sausage from my plate either.

2 Responses to ““No, seriously””

  1. mcsteans Says:

    I will admit, I was the first one to laugh, but I honestly also don’t remember you saying the first part of that sentence. It may have been the 12 year old in me, but all I heard coming from that end of the table was, “Does anyone want my sausage?”

  2. Steven Says:

    I think it may have been the Beavis-like giggles from some other blonde woman at the table that started the giggle loop.

Leave a Reply