You know, growing up way back when, the word "unmentionables" referred to many things. First thing that comes to mind was underwear. You just didn't refer to it with its specific name. No way! You couldn't even leave your unmentionables on top of the laundry basket. They had to at least be covered by a towel. 
You know, in case company Or, heaven forbid, a male of the species saw them! Gasp!
But,I digress from my intended subject. Another unmentionable was anything referring to bodily functions. You swallowed burps, restrained toots, held your breath on hiccups until you nigh on passed out, hoping all the while that your brains didn't blow out from all the pressure. In other words, you saw no evil, heard no evil and did no evil.
So, you can imagine my shock just a few minutes ago as I was reading blogs on other sites, to while away a few minutes, when I ran across a blog discussing what else? Bodily functions. I tend to assume everyone's upbringing was the same as mine. I tend to forget about a new generation or two. This type conversation is supposed to be limited to preteen boys who seem to find so much humor in the subject.
While I was on my high horse thinking "gross. . who would talk about that stuff; how embarrassing. Who could ever find humor or entertainment in that", I suddenly remembered my son telling about deer camp.
"Aw God, Mom, all those guys ate was beans. They nearly made me sick."
I learned beans are a staple of deer camp, or that one anyway. None of the cooks seemed to know about soaking them first or pouring off first cook water in lieu of soaking for gas relief.
"Mom, there was 8 of us sleeping in that cabin. You shoulda been there." (Yeah,right!) " I woke up in the night hearing the sound Pow! Pow! Pow! It sounded like the Civil War was being refought!"
I was down on the ground laughing when hearing this tale. It just dawned on me that everybody owns some unmentionables!
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Imagine the deer camp he has, with 25 men in one army tent...
