Ok, game time…put up a real-life thing that you said, was said to you, whatever – while everyone else tried to guess what the context was that makes this seemingly crazy phrase make sense.
My daughter to me, about an hour ago:
“Daddy…can you rip Spider-Man’s balls off?”
(No fair answering if you’re on my facebook feed)
You’re the Green Goblin and it was Take Your Daughter To Work Day?
I’m guessing that this is a toy of some sort, and that it was secured to the packaging by some sort of ball-like devices, which needed to be removed before playing with the toy. That, or it was made of molded plastic, and there were unsightly bits of plastic at the points where the mold was filled.
Or, for the long-shot suggestion, “Spider-Man” refers here not to the Marvel comics character, but to Anansi, and this relates somehow to the story of how Anansi stole the Tiger’s testicles and got away with it.
Odd coincidence that I finished reading Neil Gaiman’s American Gods last week (first time reading it) and that story is mentioned by the character that is Anansi in the U.S.
The answer:
[spoiler]We were at the park when the ice cream truck came by. Dainty little daughter that I have, she wanted the Spider-Man ice cream, a treat that is supposed to be Spidey’s head on a popsicle stick, but in all actuality doesn’t look much like him.
And his eyes are gumballs. Which The Littlest Briston did not want…so she asked me to remove them.[/spoiler]
And feel free to post your own…
“Honey, what day do you start pooping your brains out?”
Did Honey recently undergo a medical procedure?
I bet Honey is scheduled for a colonoscopy in the near future, and the speaker is trying to find out which day Honey is to prep for the procedure.
We have a winner! (And it’s an early morning one, too, which means the second half of the Go Lytely can’t be drunk until 10PM. Poor Honey is going to have a miserable night of it.)
Well, I was thinking of that book when I said it, too, so it’s not that much of a coincidence.
A loved one is trying one of those faddish zombie diets?
“Honey - did you gas Spike, yet?”
Assuming you don’t do at-home pet euthanasia, I’ll say…Spike is the name of your car?
Second son.
Nebuliser?
Bingo.