
So - when we were little - my mother called our "privates" - A "pita". Regardless of the gender - if we were bathing - she would say something like, "Be sure and scrub your pita!" So, in general, pita was a unisex term. This disturbed me - so in our family we call it a pita and a peedie. Anyway..... when I was a freshman in college, I went on a summer trip with my friend Alisa and her family. We went white water rafting and took a break in the woods to have lunch. Out of nowhere, Alisa's dad says ,"Hey Sarah! What do you want in your pita?" Keep in mind that I had NEVER heard of pita bread. I had heard of pocket bread - but NEVER pita bread. I looked disgusted and said "Nothing!" He persisted. "You can't have an empty pita, Sarah." to which I replied, "YES I CAN!" He then threatened, "Tell me what you want in your pita or I will stuff it myself!" I was horrified! I wasn't sure what was about to go down there in the woods - and then I heard Alisa laughing hysterically, knowing full well what I thought he was saying. So, needless to say - that was the last time I felt sexually harassed when someone offered to make me a sandwich.

Out west they have a restaraunt chain named "The Pita Pit". I was never quite sure if it was a sandwich shop or a strip club.
So - with that being said - read the posting below about father's day - and it is that much funnier!
So - with that being said - read the posting below about father's day - and it is that much funnier!
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