
I have no doubt this would count as offal by anyone’s definition. And I have to wonder: who, exactly, needs four cases of Boneless Pork Rectums (Inverted)?
Uh… ”Inverted?” I guess I may not want to ask.
h/t S.X Ramone on Facebook, who really owes all of us an explanation about this one.

Those are recreational devices popular at UT fraternity houses.
Anybody want a hot dog?
Somehow, I don’t think this is what Bo Carter had in mind when he sang “Pigmeat Is What I Crave.”
And if you are interested, there are plenty of sources on the internet for this product, inverted and not inverted. In 15 or 22 pound boxes! You can buy Spanish or Polish pork rectums! And many are approved for shipping into Korea!
I’m not sure why this didn’t occur to me last night, but I’m pretty sure “inverted” means “turned inside out.”
Casts a whole new light on the old noun “invert.”
Noun?
Invert.
You learned me some new meanings for the word.
I wonder which is the preferable job: deboner or inverter? Bad dreams either way, I’d guess.
You could think of them as chitlin’ end steaks.
Someone once asked me: “What are McDonald’s McRibs made of?”
Well …
Here’s a Snopes thread arising out of this pic. Asian delicacy, perhaps.
… Actually, I just ate lunch, and now I’m sorry I even reminded myself of “boneless pork rectums.”
Here’s a blog report from someone who ate fried pork rectum at a downscale Chinese place in Southern California.
His bottom line? More or less that it was not as bad as he remembered it being.
There’s a joke about John Sununu I’m tempted to make but I’ll be a good boy and resist.
Where might one find “bone in” pork rectums? I’ve always preferred pork chops bone in, but am not familiar with the bones that might be included if I were able to locate them “bone in.” Would it be like “oxtail” bone in, or is there some more delicate bone structure that must be removed to offer this fascinating product “boneless”?
Reminds me. A woman I bedded lat week had a tramp stamp: “Exit Only”.
Good times.
Everything but the squeal, ya’ll!
and WTBAL..that’s funny!
OK … as could so easily be predicted, we have taken this one down to the junior high humor level … and perhaps the high school fantasy level.
Tom … bury the offal thread, please.
C’mon, Ben. As the years roll on, nothing (not even an inverted boneless pork rectum) satisfies quite as well, or quite as suddenly, as junior high humor. High school fantasies are dime a dozen, and pale in comparison. Take them if you must.
I found the squeal and the bone. . . .
Bayrat, assume that would be a “bone in” squeal?
Holy Christ! I am afraid of the animal that has a bony rectum.
And WTBAL, I know of a lady (ok, girl) whose tramp stamp reads “Lucky You!” Her mother actually paid for it, too…