The dish is often used as a way to use up leftovers, common additions include chopped ham, veal, chicken, lobster, cooked asparagus and peas.[4]
Variations include Eggs Goldenrod, made by reserving the yolks and sprinkling them over the dish after the cream sauce has been poured on the toast,[5] and Eggs à la Bechamel, substituting croutons fried in butter for the toast and poached or soft boiled eggs for the hard-boiled eggs.[6] In this case, the cooked eggs are placed on the croutons and the sauce poured over both.
In many families this dish has become a traditional Easter brunch fare. The tradition starts with everyone donating two eggs from their basket. Many times the white gravy will have remnants of pink or blue or green from the colored eggs which will add to this festive dish. The recipe was first discovered in Fanny Farmer's Boston Cooking-School Cook Book in 1896.
Snowballing or snowdropping[1] is the human sexual practice in which one person takes someone else's semen into his or her mouth and then passes it to the mouth of the other, usually through kissing.[2][3][4][5]
The term was originally used only by gay and bisexual men.[1] Researchers who surveyed over 1,200 gay or bisexual men at New York LGBT community events in 2004 found that around 20% said they had engaged in snowballing at least once.[6] In heterosexual couples, a woman who has performed fellatio may afterwards return the semen to her partner's mouth, mixed with saliva; the couple or other partners may then exchange the fluid several times, causing its volume to increase (hence "snowballing").[4][5] Many heterosexual men are uncomfortable with the practice.[4][5]
A somewhat similar practice in heterosexual pornography is cum swapping, in which a woman passes semen from her mouth into that of another woman.
Another Wagner swings into Emory
Debbie Wagner owes her marriage to creamed eggs.
That was part of the menu at Bob and Bernice Wagner's house on Easter Monday, 1970. Their middle son Jim, a high school junior, wasn't such a big fan of the dish, so he asked his older brother Rob if he could accompany him out to dinner that night. Rob had a date with the girl he was seeing, Kathy Kelley.
Rob agreed, but on one condition: That he could invite Kathy's younger sister, Debbie, a sophomore. That double date at a Silver Spring, Md., pizza parlor was Jim Wagner and Debbie Kelley's first. They continued throughout high school--nights out after football games, junior and senior proms, and countless more.
"Then I followed him to college," said the former Debbie Kelley, who married Jim on July 31, 1976, two months after she graduated from the University of Delaware. Jim graduated in 1975.
"But if my children did something like that ...." She didn't finish the thought as her voice trailed off into laughter. Debbie laughs easily and positive energy permeates everything she says, especially when she discusses her family. Obviously the Wagners' marriage is based on more than creamed eggs--vibrant personalities, devotion to faith and family, and a strong sense of partnership--although every relationship needs a catalyst.
EMORY REPORT
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When first time reading the Emory Report about the President of Emory's wife,
I swear,
though it sounded as if "Our Little Debbie Snack cakes" was snowballing our James!
Wasn't until later, when coming across the same article again, that I learned it was his mother instead.
That recipe sure sounds like an insider's joke our women are playing back on our menfolks; same as I'm already thinking, when hearing, about the "seventy-two virgins" waiting for "nineteen dead pilots" soon to be arriving.
The Muslim women have got to be in on this joke; maybe even the ones having thought it up...first?
Americans, as I now know them to be, certainly are stupid enough falling for it!
What Muslim man would be stupid...ENOUGH... risking losing their perpetual erections
PREMATURELY
at
the hands of a pissed off Muslim woman...
THEIR MOTHERS?!
LOL
As an afterthought,
were these nineteen dead pilots actually to be met by seventy-two virgins waiting for them when arriving;
what if, even when in all her rejuvenated youthfulness, all seventy-two looks exactly like their...
MOTHERS?!
What does one do with a perpetual erection in a situation like this?
Certainly can't be seen out in public with it..?
Would you still do her?
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