get your groove going with the giblet gravy

Paul Cezanne, pommes et oranges

Eileen tipped me to Mary Sue's list (via Elastic Waist) of "Top Ten Comebacks for Well-Meaning but Obnoxious Relatives." We all have some relative or friend who will open mouth and insert foot making a gratuitous comment about eating over the holidays.

Why do people assume that OUR bodies are THEIR business? I find it irritating as a male. The womb-enabled half of the population gets this odious projection compounded by people, usually old men, who want to tell them what to do with their bodies as though being able to bear a child makes you someone else's property. WTF?

If you haven't read the list yet, head on over and enjoy. It starts like this:
Oooh, do you really think you need another biscuit? “I don’t need it. I WANT it.”

I rather think this should be said with a face that implies that the offending party, in the interest of continuing to draw breath on this planet, would do well not to come between that biscuit and oneself. Give them an inch....

[I borrowed the title line from the intro to the list.]
--the BB