tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post6378936821108943439..comments2023-12-27T08:47:46.468-05:00Comments on Irish Gumbo: Smack My Cucumber Bitch UpIrish Gumbohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07386134334156997186noreply@blogger.comBlogger38125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-90609212180964362092009-01-07T09:36:00.000-05:002009-01-07T09:36:00.000-05:00Poor cucumbers never stood a chance! :) I know t...Poor cucumbers never stood a chance! :) I know the feeling of scurrying to turn the channel/dial as quickly as possible. Now I get hailed into the livingroom to listen to her favorite YouTube something or other and she's giggling and I'm blushing through it...and I certainly don't rattle easily either!Simplicityhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12482413614265803924noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-85675415446470632552009-01-07T03:27:00.000-05:002009-01-07T03:27:00.000-05:00Oh man, this post made me so glad I stopped by. Th...Oh man, this post made me so glad I stopped by. That was epic, in every sense of the word.<BR/><BR/>It's only a matter of time before 'smack my cucumber' takes over the internet. I know it's got me by the potatoes already...Marchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14952331166517430843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-22620739437931054332009-01-06T23:28:00.000-05:002009-01-06T23:28:00.000-05:00Um...LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLI just..it was...f...Um...LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL<BR/><BR/>I just..it was...funny!!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-43275964840029568682009-01-06T22:32:00.000-05:002009-01-06T22:32:00.000-05:00uh huh .. squash & maters. what else would i...uh huh .. squash & maters. what else would it have been? hmm?!?! <BR/><BR/><BR/>shove over, would ya? you're taking up my gutter space ;)Divine Chaoshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01753002297405526438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-87079269065942760582009-01-06T21:59:00.000-05:002009-01-06T21:59:00.000-05:00I think ... oh I don't know it's still the polluti...I think ... oh I don't know it's still the pollution...♥ Brajahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07693196044262677095noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-28464614184880908322009-01-06T21:42:00.000-05:002009-01-06T21:42:00.000-05:00DC: S & M? You mean, like squash and 'mate...DC: S & M? You mean, like squash and 'maters, right? (grin)<BR/><BR/>FL: OMG, I'm glad I'm not the only one who thought that! HA! And that explanation for "Pearl Necklace" is awesome. That could be a real lifesaver, mind if I keep it in my back pocket? :)Irish Gumbohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07386134334156997186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-19401557081423424522009-01-06T19:49:00.000-05:002009-01-06T19:49:00.000-05:00When I was a kid (just last year), I remember sing...When I was a kid (just last year), I remember singing, "I'm your Penis, I'm your ball of joy, desire." Well, it made perfect sense to me.<BR/><BR/>When my kids were young, they wanted an explanation for ZZ Tops' "She Wore a Pearl Necklace."<BR/><BR/>I said, her boyfriend bought her jewelry, and he really digs it. 'k? <BR/><BR/>KJ<BR/>http://fragrantliar.blogspot.comFragrant Liarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09452052210826471034noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-9352704557533879612009-01-06T19:46:00.000-05:002009-01-06T19:46:00.000-05:00ya know, i'm not gonna be able to get that phr...ya know, i'm not gonna be able to get that phrase outta my head for days "smack my cucumber bitch up" ... sounds like an S&M veggie fetish song <BR/><BR/>...and one that I'd probably be walking around singing all the time.Divine Chaoshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01753002297405526438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-48932926978834208042009-01-06T18:02:00.000-05:002009-01-06T18:02:00.000-05:00This is my first visit here. I am enchanted by you...This is my first visit here. I am enchanted by your bucolic illustration of family life. I have breathed a sigh of relief that I know [of] at least two people now, who also have these twisted experiences!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-9993560707972410512009-01-06T15:57:00.000-05:002009-01-06T15:57:00.000-05:00Cat:Oh my gawd, It is to weep! And I thought I was...Cat:<BR/>Oh my gawd, It is to weep! And I thought I was having bad dreams...Irish Gumbohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07386134334156997186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-43424367550702146992009-01-06T15:46:00.000-05:002009-01-06T15:46:00.000-05:00You can imagine my chagrin when, after accidetally...You can imagine my chagrin when, after accidetally exposing my ears to the hell that is My Heart Will Go On, I dreamt of the pig heart I dissected in the fourth grade. Only this time, it turned the white plastic butter knife on me. With Celine Dion playing in the background. And I still think the song wast the worst part of that dream.zipbagofboneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02845215266169983575noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-12938468706083538632009-01-06T14:21:00.000-05:002009-01-06T14:21:00.000-05:00Sherendipity: My dear, that's so us guys can creat...Sherendipity: My dear, that's so us guys can create the illusion of true two-way participation (our egos can use all the help we can get). Hope you enjoyed the visit!Irish Gumbohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07386134334156997186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-21899892247096219042009-01-06T13:43:00.000-05:002009-01-06T13:43:00.000-05:00I only popped over here to grab your email address...I only popped over here to grab your email address, so I could send you a quick note to say thank you for visiting today, BUT, then I read the catchy "Smack my cucumber bitch up" title and had to read your post. <BR/>*sigh* I have no work ethic anyway.<BR/>Why, WHY, do men do the "Ha" thing....and then wait for us to acknowlegde, instead of just coming right out and telling us? You know we're not going to listen to you anyway.<BR/>=PSherendipityhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15741942385232109853noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-21724780648637343902009-01-06T12:28:00.000-05:002009-01-06T12:28:00.000-05:00KMcJoseph: Just make sure it can’t smack you back ...KMcJoseph: Just make sure it can’t smack you back (unless you are into that sort of thing…)<BR/><BR/>Robin: I wouldn’t say its <I> wrong </I> so much as <I> interesting </I> ;) And ‘Smack My potooter’ , that is a post for another day, my dear.<BR/><BR/>GF: ‘Embrace the cucumber’ my friend. No, wait, that doesn’t sound right. ‘Find the cucumber within you’, AIIGH, no that’s not it either. Oh, hell, just get in the kitchen and SMACK!<BR/><BR/>SM: Make sure you are among friends if you decide to try!<BR/><BR/>Sarah: Oh, lawd, Wee Lass isn’t getting anywhere near my ‘Never Mind The Bollocks’ CD, no way!<BR/><BR/>Mister: Math? Ahh, yep, iTunes it is!<BR/><BR/>24@Heart: Let’s hope they were okay with it…<BR/><BR/>IAG: I would be so proud: my legacy, ‘Smackin’ Cucumbers!’…<BR/><BR/>Sweet Cheeks: Oh, snap! The melon balls do tend to be a bit more sensitive.<BR/><BR/>Cw2smom: Are you sure Tam hadn’t reading Cormac MacCarthy? (grin) I know. My censor button stopped working long ago, and now with Wee Lass on board, it’s hard work getting the filter back in place!<BR/><BR/>Supreme Leader: Cool for having cookbooks? Are you hitting on me? (grin) I have been messing with the noodle dishes (<I> dan dan, Mr. Xie’s sea-flavor, etc. </I>) from Land of Plenty, haven’t worked my up to the more complex stuff. And I do have my eye (and stomach) on that red-braised pork, yummy…<BR/><BR/>SSP: But maybe it feels just so RIGHT…sorry, the devil made me say that. The recipe directions do say to whack them with a cleaver. Ouch.<BR/><BR/>Pamela: Please to enjoy your Happy chicken with China delicious sauce! (Thankfully, <I> atelip </I> is nowhere to be found in the cookbook…)<BR/><BR/>Henry: Now I’m really worried! Phallic? Mine or someone elese’s? AIIGHH! (shaking head violently) Okay, that’s better. The trick is to smack them (giggle) gently (giggle) until they just barely crack (snort). I’ll stop now. And I seriously would love to get to Hong Kong!<BR/><BR/>OAM: It has only become necessary recently, because she has learned to read a bit. I’m scared…<BR/><BR/>VM: The “something else” is only for my other, more <I> private </I> blog. Har! I get it, quite. Sometimes I wish they would just leave me alone sometimes…<BR/><BR/>IB: Mission accomplished! Oh, and don’t get me started about the ‘Firestarter/Barney the Dinosaur’ combo I had. Whew!<BR/><BR/>Jan: Rawr. You can visit my kitchen anytime. Sichuan Dry-Fried Beef: don’t hold out on me, spill! But groan, in a good way..?<BR/><BR/>Joanie: Young lady! Shame on you! Okay, not so much. You are in good company. And thanks!<BR/><BR/>MD: *snort* hadn’t heard that one in a while! Just so you know, “Sweet Baby Jesus” is a whole different recipe. Thank you!<BR/><BR/>SK: “We always hurt the ones we love (in a good way)” ;) Always happy to help!<BR/><BR/>Kat: Sometimes a cuss word is the only word that fits. The first, and ONLY, time Wee Lass said “Goddamnit” I nearly herniated myself trying not to laugh! And yes, it was MY fault…<BR/><BR/>Braja: To eat or to smack? Remember, be gentle…<BR/><BR/>Captain: “Cooperate fully, son, cooperate fully!” Oh, jeez, another spit take…Irish Gumbohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07386134334156997186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-73144732202320551352009-01-06T12:16:00.000-05:002009-01-06T12:16:00.000-05:00I always end up running for the computer when some...I always end up running for the computer when some old school NWA or Public Enemy pops up.<BR/><BR/>"Do what to the police, daddy?"Captain Dumbasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02214826608461609241noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-58192835184132585192009-01-06T11:12:00.000-05:002009-01-06T11:12:00.000-05:00Now i feel like cucumbers.Now i feel like cucumbers.♥ Brajahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07693196044262677095noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-7451144719465842009-01-06T09:48:00.000-05:002009-01-06T09:48:00.000-05:00I just have to tell you that LaLa said her first c...I just have to tell you that LaLa said her first curse word due to a song on TV. You remember that song from the 90's that went "Damn! I wish I was lover" by Sophie B. Hopkins well LaLa heard it and next thing I know the 2 year old is singing it in the back seat. As much as I wanted to be the "good" parent, I couldn't help it, I just bust out laughing.Kathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16973125452842612070noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-20568862720980198262009-01-06T09:41:00.000-05:002009-01-06T09:41:00.000-05:00Now, I have "Smack the bitch up" and "Brainstormin...Now, I have "Smack the bitch up" and "Brainstorming" in my head jockeying for which one will torment me. Thanks, Irish. :-)Sprite's Keeperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00790341033920919000noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-38227140568679297482009-01-06T08:53:00.000-05:002009-01-06T08:53:00.000-05:00Oh, sweet baby Jesus in his manger. The image of y...Oh, sweet baby Jesus in his manger. <BR/><BR/>The image of you smacking cucumbers while listening to Prodigy is making my head spin.<BR/><BR/>That was great stuff.Mama Dawghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16056327117924455147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-69785518078072130892009-01-06T08:44:00.000-05:002009-01-06T08:44:00.000-05:00TWENTIETH!OK, I was wondering where you were going...TWENTIETH!<BR/><BR/>OK, I was wondering where you were going with this story when I saw the title. And it sure wasn't Chinese cooking! But apparently, I wasn't the only one thinking that. An interesting human being indeed!Joaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08943128638748507880noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-3046361467605607472009-01-06T08:36:00.000-05:002009-01-06T08:36:00.000-05:00I'd smack a cucumber with a cleaver in a heartbeat...I'd smack a cucumber with a cleaver in a heartbeat, oh hellz yes. Eat it too.<BR/><BR/>I love genuine Chinese, too (in fact, I love Asian cuisine in just about any form). I have an absolutely dynamite recipe for Sichuan Dry-Fried Beef that I may post, although it will make some of my readers groan.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-31165568536923496302009-01-06T07:14:00.000-05:002009-01-06T07:14:00.000-05:00You are an interesting human being. I mean that as...You are an interesting human being. I mean that as a compliment, I swear!Caseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13477976300026766137noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-22879152809731768472009-01-06T06:48:00.000-05:002009-01-06T06:48:00.000-05:00Irish,You continue to surprise and disturb.IBIrish,<BR/><BR/>You continue to surprise and disturb.<BR/><BR/>IBIBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10808169402614328166noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-32558156078641450322009-01-06T06:35:00.000-05:002009-01-06T06:35:00.000-05:00When you said smacking a cucumber I TOTALLY though...When you said smacking a cucumber I TOTALLY thought of something else. <BR/><BR/>I am SO with you on the idea thing. Often something will pop into my head, and roll around, kind of percolating until I HAVE to write it down. Then, I make room for another little seed that begins to roll around.......<BR/>you get it........Vodka Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04734323418017847775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-46626866082617400422009-01-06T06:10:00.000-05:002009-01-06T06:10:00.000-05:00I love the trying to shield wee lass from song i.d...I love the trying to shield wee lass from song i.d. Classic.<BR/><BR/>January is the time for bizarre dreams! Keep writing them down. :-)cheatymoonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06328903955238115971noreply@blogger.com