Haha! I mentioned this on a distant blog ages ago: does the word "poutine" have anything to do with "poontang", which in itself is some kind of naughty French corruption of prostitute of female genitalia (or something).
Bah to all of you! I refuse to get my national dish tainted by your dirty minds!
(okay, so generally I have the dirtiest mind of all-- except in the current situation)
The actual situation was much more innocuous than what you all are presuming. I went out on the weekend with a group of girl friend's to celebrate on of them's upcoming weddings (she didn't want a real stagette, so we just went for dinner and martinis). At the end of the night, we went out for poutine, as Canadians who are drinking are prone to do, and one of the girls insisted on purchasing the bride-to-be's food.
That's it, I swear!
Heart- is it weird that I read your comment "when we get married"?
I'm a 27 year old lady working on my PhD. I am a self-proclaimed geek. I love neologisms (bonus points if you can find the one on this blog! In fact, bonus points if you know what a neologism is!), find vitamin deficiencies and dogs with cones on their heads exceedingly comical, lack nearly all physical coordination, rely on self-deprecating humour to defuse tense situation, and have a tendency towards overanalyzing everyday situations to a ridiculous extent. I'm a tremendous stress case. I love making up stories about the people I see on the street and look inside people's windows when walking by (but just for the purposes of making my stories more informed, I swear!).
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Haha! I mentioned this on a distant blog ages ago: does the word "poutine" have anything to do with "poontang", which in itself is some kind of naughty French corruption of prostitute of female genitalia (or something).
Whatever - it's apt.
hahahaha! That's funny :-)
After reading Ant's comment, I don't think I'm going to touch this...
Touch what?
Oooh!
Pardon?
Well at least we know they are willing to share.
I had to google "poutine".
Do they really?
Really???
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What a fair sumation of the entire matrimonial contract.
For both parties, of course.
Take care of business and see you around when the smoke clears, Princess.
There are so many ways to read that sentence. No matter which way I read it, I like the vow.
If we have a daughter I hope she'll live by this decree. ;)
do I really wanna know what that meant?
Yea, my mind went right in the gutter on this one.
See that? I ignored the whol poontang debacle. Very proud of myself for no big reason.
yeah...
I know, this undid any good will built up by the original ignoring of temptation...
Okay, I'll take that... If I get married, what do you want from me? :D
Bah to all of you! I refuse to get my national dish tainted by your dirty minds!
(okay, so generally I have the dirtiest mind of all-- except in the current situation)
The actual situation was much more innocuous than what you all are presuming. I went out on the weekend with a group of girl friend's to celebrate on of them's upcoming weddings (she didn't want a real stagette, so we just went for dinner and martinis). At the end of the night, we went out for poutine, as Canadians who are drinking are prone to do, and one of the girls insisted on purchasing the bride-to-be's food.
That's it, I swear!
Heart- is it weird that I read your comment "when we get married"?
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