Let's talk dirty!

I was having a discussion in the forums last night about Whoppers Malted Milk Balls and it started my brain on a journey into overdrive instead of sleep last night. I hate it when that happens!

I must preface this by saying I've been married for a long time. LOL...we always thought when the kids were grown that we'd be 'sexing it up' all over the house without restraint! We failed to take into account that we too would be older and much less flexible and that the ensuing nosedive of hormones would kick in.

But we still talk dirty. It just has a different meaning now. Let's face it, whipped cream is no longer a multi-purpose topping!

Anyway, I thought I'd throw out a few phrases and their new meanings...

-The Big O - The full 1 pound package of Oreo Double Stuf.
-The G Spot - The Godiva rack at Macy's.
-A Threesome - Yes it is chocolate, nougat and caramel...All Three of those Musketeers.
-Getting Lucky - Blue Bell Ice Cream is BOGO this week.
-Oh Baby I'm Hot - You need to bring me a bowl of above mentioned Blue Bell.
-Yes! Do me! - And be sure to put some Hershey syrup on my Blue Bell.
-Let's Make it Hard - Magic Shell instead of Hershey's.
-I'm coming! - What you yell at the Girl Scout delivering your Thin Mints as you rush to the door.
-PDA - Savoring your Blizzard at the DQ instead of bringing it home.
-Nooner - Waiting for the DQ to open.
-Getting a little - Having a fun size bar instead of a full size one.
-Taking it all - What you have to do when the peanut butter cup is melty.
-Bring me a whip - Uh huh...I love Twizzlers.
-You have a fine rack - What hubby says to the clerk at 7-11 right after the Hostess delivery.

I could go on but I think I need to run up the the 7-11. I hope they're not out of those extra creamy Mallomars!