After her husband shot a deer, a woman decided to cook her family a dinner of venison.
Hoping it would help her children appreciate her spouse's contribution to the meal, she asked him to see if their offspring could guess what kind of meat she was about to serve them.
In due course the children sat down to eat together with their parents. The father announced, "Kids, we have a special treat today. I'm not going to tell you what sort of meat your mother has cooked for us all tonight, but I'm going to see if you can guess. So -- who can tell me what it is?"
Each of the children peered suspiciously at their plate, but none of them attempted to taste what was on it.
"Oh-kayy," said their dad, observing their reluctance, "I'll give you a clue. It's what your mother usually calls me."
There was another short silence, and then the youngest girl tentatively picked up her fork and made to spear a piece of meat.
At this, her elder brother jumped up in horror and shouted to his sister, "Don't eat it, Lucy! It's a dick!"
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