Real Life Conversations: Old Lady Underpants

I was resting on the couch yesterday while Kamel was making dinner. I had hit a wall earlier in the day after cleaning the apartment, doing laundry, and running errands. Pow pow pow productivity! When Kamel came out to check on me.

Kamel: You know… I really wish I had a big girdle…

I turned to look at him, waiting for the joke.

Kamel: … so that I could make tons of pancakes.

I thought for a second. Girdle. Girdle. Like, so he could eat more? And still keep his girlish figure? Why does the girdle have to be big? Maybe he is talking about a man-sized girdle? Like man-spanks? Where did he get the term girdle?

Then I had a light bulb moment, all while Kamel is looking at me expectantly for a response.

Me: You mean griddle? A flat service you cook things on?

Kamel: Yeah, what did I say?

Me: Girdle. Like the control top underpants my grandmothers used to wear.

Kamel: Don’t put this on the internet, Lauren.

9 thoughts on “Real Life Conversations: Old Lady Underpants”

  1. This is amazing. You should *make* a joke about girdles and needing a really big one in the style of yo’ momma jokes. Yo’ girdle so big, you can eat a hundred pancakes and still look like you’re wearing a girdle. ? maybe not

  2. I do that ALL THE TIME, mixing up those two words. When I read your post and since I’m a TERRIBLE speller I thought you were writing “griddle” from the beginning. (Hopefully that makes Kamel feel better….) 🙂

  3. This is hilarious!!! I love it 🙂 I wish that girdles meant we actually eat MORE griddle pancakes. That would sell better than spanks. It would sell like hotcakes. OH I COULD GO ON.

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