Doin’ the butt
So, tonight we got some friends over and we’re doing a beer butt chicken (more here). But that’s all preliminary as me and said male friend will get up at 0 early thirty and smoke about 55 pounds of Boston butts. And we’ll drink beer from about 0 early thirty until said butts are done.
Mmmm. I do like butts of all kinds.
Update: BTW, all this butt talk has Junior confused. We’ve told her that butt is a bad word. So, whenever I reference a butt she reminds me we don’t say that because it’s a bad word.
April 25th, 2008 at 7:17 pm
What do you call that part of a rifle that’s jammed against your shoulder 🙂
April 25th, 2008 at 7:19 pm
And I don’t mean the barrel shroud. 😀
April 25th, 2008 at 11:51 pm
Didja tell her it’s a different kind of butt?
April 26th, 2008 at 12:44 am
“Butt” came first. It’s the blunt end of something. “Butt joint”, “butt of a rifle”, et al. It therefore became natural to refer to one’s ass as a butt.
The same process took place, such that now, we can’t use the word “gay” without it meaning “homosexual”, when originally it simply meant “merry”. Same goes for “intercourse”. These were used as polite terms for homosexual and “doin’ it”, respectively, but now it’s about all they mean– the terms have been co-opted.
So; really, “butt” is a perfectly decent word, and should be taught as such. Internally, I cringe just a teeny little bit when I see a cock. Since my son in an avid bird hunter, I use the term correctly; “Oh, look! There go two pheasant hens and two nice, big, beautiful cocks! Man, I bet those’d be good eatin'”
When here among the literate, there is no need to be niggardly with your vocabulary.
April 26th, 2008 at 9:42 am
Darn! Beer butt chicken was going to be my next recipe – I took pictures and everything.
April 26th, 2008 at 4:34 pm
I’ve been hankering for beer butt chicken lately. It’s by far the best way I’ve found to cook chicken on the grill. Cheap, too.
April 27th, 2008 at 9:17 am
I may do that next weekend, since spring seems to have finally come to Pennsylvania. Of course, it’s supposed to get down into the 30s at night next weekend, so maybe spring only seems like it’s here.
April 27th, 2008 at 9:36 am
For the longest time I never understood what cockfighting was or why people would want to do it.