In Which I Mock My Commenters

Last night, Gary offered the dog some of the cooked capon white meat. I hadn’t thought of any of the alternate terms for rooster until he sweetly said to the dog, “Does uums want some cock? Just a teeny little bite of cock?”

At the time, I thought a moment, then gasped, leapt up, waved my fists like a baby and rushed off to send myself an email. Then I waited. I waited for you, dear readers. I waited in vain for you to tell me what the correct term is for chicken stock made from roast rooster bones.

But of course, “cock stock.”


10 responses to “In Which I Mock My Commenters”

  1. Damn!
    Although, strictly speaking, it should be ‘non-cock stock’ or ‘ex-cock stock’. Perhaps ‘not cock stock’ – no, no, I’ve got it: ‘mock cock stock’!

  2. Faythe – You know what YOU need. Squirrel stock. Rayleen – ha! And it’s the International spelling.Kristie – OOOOOohhh! Well done! Hee. Balls. I am five.Big Dot – A three-for! But, what is a cock without his balls? Is he still a cock? I would say yes. All – Gary is now giving the dog what he calls “Cock and Goo,” which is canned dog food on a ring of chopped cock.

  3. Kristie – well, tonight I debated between more cock humor OR a telling memoir of regret. Went with the cock.Rayleen – yes I did! It made me wonder.

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