Crockpot Party and Trashy Women

In celebration of my new crockpot, I decided to have an "I'm-happy-I-have-a-crockpot-party" for my crackpot crazy friends.

Aw, let's face it, we don't need a REASON to party down here in Arizona!

But what the heck! I liked the name of it, although it was a real tongue twister when I told my friends what kind of a party I was throwing.

Say what?

Of course, they just focused in on the word "party" and they were all "count me in"!

They were to bring appetizers and their own booze (a person could go broke if they provided the booze for these folks!), and I decided to make pulled pork sandwiches.

I found this very easy recipe on Allrecipes.com:

Sarge's EZ Pulled Pork BBQ

Ingredients

• 1 (5 pound) pork butt roast
• salt and pepper to taste
• 1 (14 ounce) can beef broth
• 1/4 cup brewed coffee

Directions

1. Cut roast in half. Rub each half with salt and pepper, and place in the slow cooker. Pour broth and coffee over the meat.
2. Turn the slow cooker to Low, and cover. Cook for 6 to 8 hours, or until the roast is fork tender.
3. Carefully remove the roast to a cutting board. Pull the meat off the bone with a fork. You may also chop it with a cleaver afterwards, if you like it really finely cut. 
4. Add your favorite barbecue sauce and eat!

Repeat. You need:

plus this:

and this (although this can is only a little over 10 ounces; I had to add 4 more ounces of broth),

and this

and before you know it, dinner is served. Of course, there's a little work involved in shredding the meat, and I added our favorite bbq sauce to it.

So the morning of the party, I threw everything in the crockpot minus the barbecue sauce, turned that bad boy on, and went about my day.

My day, of course, consisted of going to"Music in the Courtyard", to hear one of our favorite bands, the "Fall River Band."

(l to r) Will on lead guitar, Eddie on drums, Carl on bass, Kathy on tamborine

Maybe you need a close up of Will....he's a cutie patootie. You know that saying, "I wouldn't kick him out of bed for eating crackers?" Well, I wouldn't kick him out of bed for eating, well, ANYTHING!

I don't remember how this all began, but when the band would sing the song, "Trashy Women" by the Confederate Railroad, all of us women said it was "our song"! Here are the lyrics:

Well, I was raised in a sophisticated kind of style.
Yeah, my taste in music and women drove my folks half wild.
Mom and Dad had a plan for me,
It was debutantes and er-symphonies,
But I like my music hot and like my women wild.

Yeah, an' I like my women just a little on the trashy side,
When they wear their clothes too tight and their hair is dyed.
Too much lipstick an' er too much rouge,
Gets me excited, leaves me feeling confused.
An' I like my women just a little on the trashy side.

You should've seen the looks on the faces of my Dad and Mom,
When I showed up at the door with a date for the senior prom.
They said: "Well, pardon us, son, she ain't no kid.
That's a cocktail waitress in a Dolly Parton wig."
I said: "I know it, dad. Ain't she cool, That's the kind I dig."

Yeah, an' I like my women just a little on the trashy side,
When they wear their clothes too tight and their hair is dyed.
Too much lipstick an' er too much rouge,
Gets me excited, leaves me feeling confused.
An' I like my women just a little on the trashy side.

Instrumental break.

I like 'em sweet, I like 'em with a heart of gold.
Yeah an' I like 'em brassy, I like 'em brazen and bold.
Well, they say that opposites attract, well, I don't agree
I want a woman just as tacky as me.
Yeah, I like my women just a little on the trashy side.

Yeah, an' I like my women just a little on the trashy side,
When they wear their clothes too tight and their hair is dyed.
Too much lipstick an' er too much rouge,
Gets me excited, leaves me feeling confused.
An' I like my women just a little on the trashy side.

Yeah, I like my women an' I like 'em on the trashy side.

I'd ruffle my "dyed" hair, we'd clap and cheer throughout the song, and basically, make spectacles of ourselves.

Then we got the bright idea to buy some bras and/or panties, and add a little "spice" to the  next show.

Three of us went to Goodwill over the weekend. We made our way to the lingerie aisle. There were a few other women in the aisle shopping, but when they caught sight of us giggling, snorting and carrying on they either left, or, as one lady did, stood there and watched the show unfold. The bras were $5.00 but since it was the 50% off Saturday, that would make it $2.50 each. We STILL thought that was too expensive for a joke, so we moved on down to the underwear, which were a STEAL at .50 each! We picked out the tiniest,brightest thongs that we could find. We tried not to think of that tiny string flossing someone else's butt crack. Although we weren't ACTUALLY going to WEAR these, we still wanted them to be clean. (One of the women took them home to wash.) We picked out 6 of them, for only a total of THREE BUCKS! My friend Kathy walked around the store with them. When it came time to pay, I was embarrassed FOR her. She had to unhook each delicate lacy pair from the hangar and set it on the counter. I was in line behind her, giggling. I took one look at the old guy behind ME and blushed. I wanted to shield Kathy from his stares by piling up my cushions that I found, but she didn't care. She said, "He's probably thinking 'If that lady thinks she can fit into any those - she's nuts!'"

We passed out the garments before the Music in the Courtyard. One of our friends, Rachel, had gone to Goodwill on her own and purchased a black bra. We shoved our goodies in our pockets and planned our strategy. Every time the band said the word "trashy", we would all stand up, swing our naughty underwear and swivel our hips.

We were a big hit. Watch the video. Here are some helpful hints. 1) Norma is the one in the cowboy hat. She's having a GREAT time. She loses her panties in the first go around. 2) You don't see me too much, tee-hee; because I'm in FRONT of the table, wearing a purple shirt. 3) At around the 2:15 time mark, some man comes by and flashes US! We didn't notice it till we watched the video. 4) At the time mark, Camille, (dressed in all black) the activities director from the park, comes over to our table because some man went to the office and told them that there were strippers in the courtyard! Then you see that she joins us!





Not caught on video: when I shot my thong at the band and Eddie, the drummer, caught it with his drumstick!

Eddie and thong wearing Carl

After the music, everybody came over for the "I'm-happy-I-have-a-crockpot-party".

So, in the "end", a good time was had by all!