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TMI Thursday: finally, the "preggers or porn?" episode

The first thing you should know is that I'm getting my air ducts and carpets cleaned today. So, as I sit here and write this, there is a Sears man running around my house. I keep wondering if he's going to sneak up behind me and see the words "preggers or porn."

Anywaddle.

I've been promising to explain Preggers or Porn?  for, like, a week and a half now. It was a super-fun baby shower game. A few weeks before the event, my shower hosts chose pictures of women from various websites of ill-repute and inter-mixed those with pictures of women in labor... there was a ton of cutting and pasting and cropping of photos involved to turn this fantastic idea into a semi-classy baby shower game.

The host -- my good friend and also a 7th grade Math teacher -- put it all together in a professional-looking power point presentation. At the shower, she handed out dry erase boards (ones she uses in her classroom, actually...) and powered up her lap top, and the guests had the pleasure (?) of guessing whether or not the woman in each photo was either a) in labor or b) in porn.

It. was. hysterical. And fun. Especially because:
a) Alcohol + this game = Awesomeness (for some... not for me...)
b) My mom played. Hearing her say, "I'm pretty sure that one's porn," was priceless.
c) Ashley @ As A Matter of Opinion was at the shower.. and she WON the game!! Seriously, she got EVERY SINGLE one right. I only got, like, 7 out of 15 or something... and I had helped pick the photos!


Ashley, on the left, won the game... but she swears she's never even seen porn!


I've seen porn. But, I didn't win. 


Everyone had to be sure to thoroughly erase their answers, though... if the last word they wrote on the dry erase board was PORN... because, you know, that might have caused some issues in my friend's classroom. "Um, teacher?! Why does my dry erase board say porn on it?" Then, later that night, "Mommy... what's porn?! Does it have to do with Math?"

I wholeheartedly suggest that you play this game at any baby shower you're ever involved in. Thanks.


*Secretly, I'll be doing a second TMI post today... because sometimes things happen in life that are PERFECT fodder for TMI Thursdays. Get ready. Preggers or Porn? was trumped this week.

Comments

~*~Lilly~*~ said…
OMG...My now Knocked Up Friend would LOVE this for her baby bean in the oven baby shower next spring! Can your friend uh "Sell" her PowerPoints presentation? That would be fantabulous! :) lol
Ashley Stone said…
haha that was so much fun. And I still promise that I've never seen porn! Though, about a year ago when I thought I wanted to have a baby, I DID watch the documentary "The Business of Being Born" in which I saw many women giving birth!!!! Haha.
Emily said…
random, cuz you totally don't know me :) but I was trying to find more about this game and your blog came up! I'm hosting a baby shower on Thursday (yes, in 2 days) and wanted to do this - but am too nervouse to "search" for porn on my computer! I have children for petes sake! Really, is there any way of sharing that power point presentation?? would your friend be willing too?

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