As usual, Don’t forget to watch this silliness!

“Spock, have you seen my dingle dangle?”

Jarred out of deep meditation by his husband’s abrupt question, Spock struggled to maintain his serenity and his cross-legged pose.

He was, of course, used to Jim’s odd nicknames for his genitalia. Normally it somewhat amused him, but just now Spock was far too tired to indulge his husband in his sexual games.

“I have seen it often, Jim, “ Spock replied. ”And I must say that at the moment I am too exhausted to entertain the idea of an amorous physical evening. Perhaps tomorrow.”

“What?”

“I know how this works. I am to say I have not seen it and then you will wink slyly and tell me you will show it to me.”

For a full minute, Jim stared at him. Then he chuckled for another full minute.

“No. The dingle dangle for my turkey fryer.”

“The what?”

“That little metal thing you hook the turkey on. That’s what it’s called.”

Spock narrowed his eyes. “I thought you had decided it wasn’t safe.”

“I’ve been watching dozens of safety videos on how to deep fry the turkey. I can do it now.”

Spock straightened and stood, now convinced he would be unable to meditate anyway. “As it happens, I loaned out that particular part.”

“My dingle dangle?”

“I am afraid so.”

“But everyone’s coming over.”

“I was thinking of a tofu turkey.”

Jim called after him, “How do I fry that?”