Tradition

This 'tradition' has been passed down through generations. It started with my MeMe (grandmother for those of you out of the Butler loop). From there it was passed down to my mom, to me, and now to my daughter. Hopefully, someday, my daughter will share it with hers.

Wondering WHAT could be so special as to be worthy of multi-generational forwards? No, it's not a favorite recipe with a secret ingredient, although that may be fodder for a future blog.

What I'm referring to is quite simple (easy, actually) - violent (but not over the top) - silly - insane - harmess - and just plain funny.

Curious???

Picture this if you will.....

Your daughter is wearing her "favorite" jeans. You know the ones. You've had a pair or two that you just can't seem to part with. These comfy jeans are beyond worn out. They're paper thin. The seams are tired. They're thread bare at the knees and backside.

Now comes the fun part. Find the thinnest spot, the place where a small hole has started to form. Bring it to your daughter's attention by pointing directly to it and then poking it with your index finger.

This is it! The opportunity has FINALLY arrived!

Before she realizes your intent, take your index finger and gently encourage the hole to --- grow. Sure, she'll be surprised at first. Shocked even. Don't let that stop you. Once you have a finger-hold, you're in business. Rip that hole and don't stop until either the leg has fallen off or the jeans are in such a condition of disrepair that patches won't help or your best seamstress cries "UNCLE!" in defeat.

Trust me when you've been 'de-jeaned' you'll remember it with a lifetime of giggles.

P. S. - It works equally well on unsuspecting husbands in old t-shirts!