A few years ago, I was cooking ribs on my smoker grill on a Saturday afternoon. We planned to have friends at our house that evening to help us eat the ribs. The other big thing that was happening that day was my wife was at my son’s house helping him paint before he moved in. When my wife gets involved in a project like this, she sometimes loses track of time. I knew she would want to have plenty of time to prep the other food before our guests arrived. I would send her text messages with updates on the progress of the ribs throughout the day.
On this day, I was grilling the baby back ribs using something called the 2-2-1 method. With this technique, I smoke the ribs for 2 hours, wrap them in aluminum foil and cook them for another 2 hours and then unwrap them and put them back on the smoker for one more hour. During the last hour you can put sauce or dry rub. This method gives you “fall off the bone” ribs. On this day, I got to the point where I was ready to unwrap the ribs. My wife hadn’t come home yet, and I felt like it was time to remind her how soon they would be done. I had started unwrapping the ribs when I decided it was time to send my wife a text message. I have an iPhone and decided to use Siri to send the text. I told Siri to send my wife this message: “I’m about to unwrap the ribs”. Siri asked me if I was ready to send the message. I read the message and it said, “I’m about to unwrap the real boobs”. I told Siri to send the message.
I was trying to figure out what words I had said that Siri didn’t understand while I was still working on the ribs. For some reason I decided that the problem word was “unwrap” even though its one of the words it got right. I asked Siri to send my wife another message. This time I said, “I’m about to take the ribs out of the foil”. Again, I read the message when it asked me if I was ready to send it. This time it read, “I’m about to take the real boobs out of the four”.
Later I found out that my wife was standing on scaffolding when these messages came through to her phone. My son was closer to the phone, so he got to read these messages to my wife. He was also wondering what kind of kinky messages he was passing on to his mother from his dad.