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COOKIES & PRIVACY POLICY

Did someone say "slutty"?

The Rubbish Lesbian treats the in-laws to an unfortunate faux pas

Sarah Westwood

Fri, 05 Oct 2012 12:38:42 GMT | Updated today

I think I may have just inadvertently, in a roundabout way, inferred that my girlfriend is a bit 'slutty' -- to her parents. As opening gambits go it wasn't my finest. I should perhaps have stuck with convention and congratulated them on the breakfast buffet with a simple, "nice spread."
 
They were talking about a TV show named 'Slutty Island', and I don't know why but I felt compelled to make a joke and say, '"That's the way I like my women - slutty." I temporarily forgot that since their daughter is my girlfriend that places her firmly within this category. When I realised it wasn't going to be funny I took my foot off the joke voice pedal so it faltered and came out sounding like a statement of fact.
 
It was a record scratch moment. Everyone looked to me for an explanation, including my girlfriend who went from not really 'slutty', to properly angry in under 60 seconds. It was too late to retract it and say, "Did I say slutty? What I meant was really smart and extremely chaste." The information, albeit false, was out there. I could see that my in-laws were now processing the revelation that their daughter may a little loose in the bedroom - like an IKEA bookcase.
 
To complicate matters further I'm not sure her parents have any concept of what we even do in the bedroom, let alone what activities might constitute 'slutty'. Come to think of it I'm not sure I know either, but her dad is now looking at me as if I am most definitely furnished with this information. And who can blame him? Leaning against the breakfast bar in my robe I've got a look of the legendary patriarch of the Playboy empire. Oh well, if the captain's cap fits.
 
Finally, after a heavily pregnant pause my girlfriend's mother picked up the plate in front of her and said, "Can I tempt you to a fresh muffin". Steam was coming off it, so she was clearly hoping it would burn my mouth sufficiently to prevent me from casting further aspersions on her daughter. "Wow that's hot! Just the way I like my...." my words hung in the air, "...muffins."

 

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