Thursday, March 26, 2009
YUCK Factor
So what is your yuck factor and how many do you have? You know what I mean. What makes you say yuck? My wife has lots of yuck factors and this is what started this. The other night I was cooking fish on the grill and I realized that my brush was worn out so I went and I got the wire brush that I use on the bones that I paint. Now you have to understand that some of the bones that I acquire aren't all pearly white when I get them. Some may have various pieces of flesh or dried skin and other things hanging on them. So before I can paint them I have to wire brush them or sometimes use a wood chisel to scrape things off. So while we were eating that delicious marinated Ahi Ahi from Trader Joe's I happened to mention to Sharon that I needed a new grill brush as I had to use my bone brush to clean the grill before I cooked the fish. YUCK ,of course, came out of her mouth. So I got thinking about it and realized that I can't think of any YUCK factors of my own. Sharon yucks blood, vomit, and dirty diapers amongst other things. So what makes you YUCK?
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Hmmmmm.... I think that spitting just totally grosses me out. Most other bodily fluids I can deal with- just not spit.
ReplyDeleteOh- and touching birds. I must wash my hands thoroughly after touching a bird.
I do think your wife has a point though.
I kind of want to know if Sharon finished the fish after she said YUCK. A big YUCK for me is knowing the cats are walking on kitty litter and then on my pillow. But that's just me.
ReplyDeleteOf course she finished her fish. I always figure the heat of the B-B-Que takes care of things. That marinated fish from Trader Joes is too good not to finish. Even her kids at school like it.
ReplyDeleteMy Yuck coefficient is low...for example, I believe you you always check your Kleenex after you blow your nose in case something important is in there.
ReplyDeleteYes- always check your kleenex afterwards. You never know where you might have left your keys.
ReplyDeleteMy YUCK is looking at my Dad's backyard full of all the dog s**t!!! YUCKY
ReplyDelete