Thursday Special ~ Dinner

A man kills a deer and takes it home to cook for dinner. Both he and his wife decide that they won’t tell the kids what kind of meat it is, but will give them a clue and let them guess.

The dad said, “Well it’s what Mommy calls me sometimes.”

The little girl screamed to her brother,

“Don’t eat it. Its an asshole!


Thank you Frank, I hope you have had a word with your wife!

18 thoughts on “Thursday Special ~ Dinner

  1. Mike Goad

    That reminds me of…. Many years ago, when visiting my wife’s large family, we didn’t tell our kids what the meat was in the chili my mother-in-law had made until after supper. It was raccoon. As far as I know, that’s the only time we ever had any.

    1. Grannymar

      Celia, many years ago while staying in a hotel in Austria as part of a group, we were due to be late back in the evening. A set meal for the group was organised and on arrival we were ushered straight to the dining room. The meal arrived and looked and smelt wonderful. One lady tentatively tasted a morsel and announced for all to hear “This is Bambi. They expect us to eat Bambi!” It was venison and no problem for me, I was the only person to clean my plate, everyone else downed tools and starved!

    1. Grannymar Post author

      Dianne, a good lesson about what we say when children are present, no matter how distracted they seem.

  2. bikehikebabe66

    Our neighbor’s son & his friend come clear across the U.S. every year to hunt elk at our cabin (10,400 ft. altitude). This fall they were skinning it in Mark’s father’s driveway. I saw it skinned but with fur still around the asshole. I asked. Mark said they wouldn’t be eating that part.

    An unlikely comment but it fits right in here.


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