The Stocking Stuffer You Won’t Want to Miss. . .

My pal, Jess Witkins, is here just in time for Christmas with the stocking stuffer you won’t (okay might) want to miss. We gave ourselves fits over this on Facebook a few weeks back and I asked Jess if she would post on it.

We bring you…SCROGUARD. Yes, really.


I’ll give y’all a moment to recover from that photo. Heeeeeere’s Jess!

It’s called Scroguard, and it’s here to protect the ones you love! Only $19.99 + Shipping and Handling.

The makers of Scroguard sought to create a solution to the rising concern of Sexually Transmitted Diseases (STDs). [Okay, I’m concerned. But I can still laugh.] Most STDs are passed from one partner to another by skin to skin contact.

While using birth control methods, such as a condom, will prevent pregnancy and some forms of STDs, it does not protect against common infections like Human Papillomavirus (HPV), which can lead to cervical cancer. Scroguard is also meant to protect against herpes, crabs, and syphilis.

How it Works:

Scroguard is essentially a baby diaper latex speedo for men. Made of the same kind of latex material as condoms, Scroguard offers more coverage and protection from the transmission of bodily fluids. And, it’s washable!


[Jenny here: Wait till you watch the infomercial! I about lost it when they started washing this thing in the sink. That $20 can obviously go a LONG way.]

Scroguard is shipped discreetly to your home and stored in a package that is easy to slip into one’s pocket. Or, if you’d prefer, Scroguard can be worn for several hours prior to sexy time so you can avoid “awkward interruptions” between you and your lover. Won’t she (or he) be surprised when you unbutton your pants and show off your massive…protection?

The latex belt simply snaps around your waist. Next, add the condom and tuck its base into the opening of the Scroguard. Now you are clear for takeoff! I mean…ready for blast off! I mean…you know what I mean.

And if you’re still unsure, check out their innovative infomercial.

[Is anyone else dying over the rhymes? “Not available in stores. Call now, so you “get yours.” BAHAHAHAHA!]

Scroguard currently has zero competitors (Noooo. Really?), which means they are the leaders in genital latex coverage.

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Their Frequently Asked Questions cover all your need-to-know basics. For example:

Who is Scroguard for?

Scroguard™ is perfect for:

  • Men with a high sex drive who enjoy sexual variety.
  • Couples and individuals who love to swing.
  • Casual sex partners and committed couples who want peace of mind.

Couldn’t I just use Saran Wrap around my privates?

[That’s] not very sexy and it’s time consuming.

Couldn’t I just avoid sex?

[That is] no fun.

My Scroguard™ arrived a bit sticky. Is this normal?

Yes. Scroguard is made of natural rubber latex. This is perfectly normal, and it is still OK to use.

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For the ultimate stocking stuffer this season…
get your loved ones Scroguard
the sexiest STD prevention
for your partner’s erection!

[Jenny: *clutching sides laughing, sputtering in a heap on the floor*]

Wowza. Thank you, Jess! You took an important subject and turned it on it’s head. Um…

I don’t even know what question to ask first. Have y’all ever seen one of these things? What would you think if you encountered one of these “at ground zero,” if you know what I mean. Would you consider all that extra protection thoughtful or creepy? Enquiring minds LOVE to know these things here at More Cowbell!

~ Jenny 

About Jess

Jess Witkins

Jess Witkins claims the title Perseverance Expert. From party crashing as an Oops Baby to paving her way through pop culture, Jess explores it all.

Her special skills include: pretending to be an orphan, severe allergic reactions to the sun, having an I-Tunes collection full of 90’s hits, and quoting movie lines from the Oscar winning film, Spaceballs.

What do you mean Spaceballs never won an Oscar? You’re joking!…

You’re not joking?…

I need to think about this…

Despite your, and apparently the Academy’s, lack of appreciation for Spaceballs, I’ve decided we can still be friends…

Hang out with Jess at her blog, on Twitter or at Instagram. Prepare to laugh.

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An Orgasm Article Sent My Power Crashing

female orgasmSeriously, I was writing an article yesterday called, “Stressed Arizona Woman Averages 90 Orgasms per Hour,” and all the power in my house fried. Just click..zoom..NO power. Yes, it could’ve been the rain, but I’m kinda thinking it was the orgasms.

When I started writing on the topic, it was because the adolescent boy inside me saw this article and thought, “Oh, Lordy. How am I ever gonna measure up to that?” But after I read the entire thing, I thought, “Oh, that poor woman!” This gal has gigantic strings of unplanned, uncontrollable multiple O’s that keep her housebound and terrified.

This Persistent Genital Arousal Syndrome is nothing I’d want to have. I had a co-worker who showed symptoms of this when she was pregnant and it hit her almost every time her legs squeezed together. She’d take five minutes to go up a flight of stairs because she’d be moaning and climaxing every time she lifted her leg. And the worst part was one of her co-workers would have to hold her arm so she didn’t fall and hurt herself.

How do you ever look at your colleague again after he or she saw your sex face? Gah!

Like I said, I was three minutes from posting this article when the power in my house took a nose dive, and I freaked out. I’m flipping breaker switches like a maniac, running through my house turning off lights and yelling for the Hubs.

In the meantime, my phone worked, so I started up a #myWANA chat about it on Twitter with Darcy Flynn and Diana Beebe. Darcy had a sympathetic power outage while we all moaned about the loss of the orgasm article. You’ve gotta love that #myWANA hashtag…always a fine conversation to be found!

And I’m loving this life of writing both fiction and non-fiction. The most fascinating articles arise, if you know what I mean.

How is the weather treating you in your neck of the woods? Did that Noreaster hurt the holiday for any of my East Coast peeps? What disorders have you heard of that sound hilarious until you REALLY read about them? Enquiring minds always want to know these things here at More Cowbell!

Happy Monday, y’all!
~ Jenny

Photo courtesy of Steve Jurvetson – Flickr Image
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Keeping the Gluten Out of Thanksgiving

For people who do a lot of cooking, eating gluten-free at home is not exceptionally hard.  Truly, there are tons of options these days. Plus, I eat a whole lot less in the way of processed food than I used to. I do miss beer on tap, restaurant bread, great bagels and ravioli. I don’t miss the migraines at all.


  • What about the holidays, when you’re trying to follow gluten-full family recipes?
  • How do you substitute?
  • Do you tell people they’re eating gluten-free, or not?

These are the dilemmas that I wrestle with as I prepare to cook a Thanksgiving meal for 10. Luckily, they’re all excited about the idea of a GF Turkey Day, but still a struggle that’s all too common in today’s environment of food allergens.

My three main bits of advice are:

  1. Start as early as you can.
  2. Experiment prior to the big day.
  3. Use products you trust.

Below are items I had to really think about for Thanksgiving dinner.

I’m including this list to give you an idea of what you might be up against when you start shopping. I’ve included the watch-list items in red. You’ll need to pay attention to those.

  1. Dessert: Apple, Pecan, Pumpkin pie (pie crust, Libby’s pumpkin filling is gluten-free, as is Carnation’s evaporated milk, or you can just use a “pie pumpkin” – many stores sell them).
  2. Turkey: Check out the rub if you use one, stuffing must be gluten-free.
  3. Cranberry Fluff: all fruit is GF, but my recipe also contains marshmallows.
  4. Stuffing: Contains croutons, bread in some form, cream of mushroom soup, chicken broth, cornbread and vegetables like celery and onions.
  5. Sweet potatoes: they’re gluten-free. BUT many families use marshmallows on top.
  6. Mashed potatoes: Naturally GF. If you stir in chicken broth, be sure it’s gluten-free.
  7. Green Bean casserole: you must watch both the cream of mushroom soup and the fried onions.

You also have to watch out for a lot of barbecue sauces and all regular soy sauce. They are likely to contain gluten. Everything else on your menu will be gluten-free: relish trays of vegetables, deviled eggs, cranberry sauce, fruit.

What I found with the list above is that many required some looking up and advanced planning on my part. Like I said, the earlier you start the better.

Believe it or not, #7 is the hardest because if you LOVE green bean casserole, you have to figure out how to make it sans gluten. Here is a recipe if you want to make the fried onions yourself. Also, you must find a GF cream of mushroom soup you like.

I’ve been cooking with the Gluten Free Cafe cream of mushroom soup because I can order it from Amazon and have it delivered right to my house. However, the consistency of the Pacific Food Cream of Mushroom soup is much better. And it’s now available from Amazon and most Wal-Marts. Someone just told me the Progresso Cream of Mushroom is GF but I haven’t verified that personally.

My go-to Cream of Mushroom and Chicken Broth!

If you use chicken broth in your recipes, you need to check your brand to be sure it’s gluten free. Many of the Swanson’s aren’t. I know for sure their beef broth is NOT. I use the 100% Natural Chicken Broth from Swanson’s because (a) it’s GF and (b) I can get it at Costco.

Stuffing wasn’t as hard to deal with as you might think. I can buy gluten-free croutons at the stores mentioned above, along with GF bread (Udi’s is my favorite).

Again, all of this can be shipped to you from Amazon but you’re running up against a time crunch at this point. But yes, you can get Udi’s from Amazon. :-) I believe their white bread will work best for stuffing.

Besides the green bean casserole, the items that gave me the most angst were the pies. I’m not worried about the ingredients, I’m worried about the crust. For the girl who always just rolled out the Pillsbury, making my own crust is a big deal. I’ve had the best luck flavor-wise with Pamela’s mix and with the pre-made crusts from Fabe’s.

Last but not least, here are the products I have found to be 100% reliable  regarding my “watch list” above:

  • Marshmallows: Jet-Puffed brand from Kraft – marshmallows are inherently GF, but many brands dust them with flour.
  • Libby’s canned pumpkin: I’ve tried this and it works great.
  • Evaporated Milk: Land o’ Lakes and Carnation/Nestle are both gluten-free.
  • Eagle Brand condensed milk is gluten-free.

My stuffing also has cornbread mix and there are many options here too. I chose Bob’s Red Mill again because it’s reliable. You could also use cornmeal (which is GF) and then use gluten-free flour instead of regular flour.

Note: Piper Bayard swears you can substitute half GF Oat flour and half Almond Meal for the regular flour in any baking recipe and it will taste moist and yummy. :-)

Are you gluten free (if so, what are your tricks)? How would you feel about someone making your Thanksgiving dinner without gluten? Should they tell you or not tell you? What is your favorite thing to eat for Thanksgiving? Enquiring minds love to know these things here at More Cowbell!


For my American friends… Have a fantastic Thanksgiving!! I’m not sure if I’ll post again this week, so I wanted to take a moment to tell you how thankful I am for your fun and your friendship. I love a gorgeous holiday table, so please DO share your pictures with me on Twitter or Facebook!

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WD-40 Is The Newest Marital Aid… Really?

The lovely (and naughty) Kitt Crescendo posted this ad for WD-40 on my Facebook page, and the Hubs and I have been killing ourselves over it ever since.

Boomer Bedroom AidIf this photo is real, we are seriously under-utilizing the WD-40 at my place. How about you?

Are you using the proper formula for those rusty tools of yours? What about for the tight nuts? *waggles eyebrows*

And are you using the MAN SIZE, or are you still over here with me on the girly side of the fence with the junior-sized mini spray can?

I know skippy well that my home pressure pack doesn’t stand 9″ high and 1.5 in diameter.” (Thank God.) And there isn’t any red knob on top either.

And for God’s sake, why must you keep a spare pack in your car for emergencies? Don’t we have enough distractions on our highways with cell phones and seat warmers? Must we rev up our roadways with lubrication as well??

If this ad is true, we need to stock WD-40 in every bedroom in America, don’t you think?

Note: If you’re new here, and your mind hasn’t yet fallen in the gutter like the rest of us, please don’t actually put this in your bedroom for topical use. Try some other non-lethal marital aid. We’ll all cheer for you, I swear. [End of Public Service Announcement.]

What ads have you encountered lately with a high “naughty factor” (also known as IYKWIM)? What do you use WD-40 for over at your place? Enquiring minds always want to know these things here at More Cowbell!

Happy Monday, y’all!
~ Jenny

p.s. If you are interested in spooks, and writing about spies, hop on over to Writers In The Storm for Bayard & Holmes’ “Insider Tips for How the Pros ‘Bug.'”

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College Football and The Naughtiest Fans In America

Since it’s my birthday week, I get to make myself giggle as much as I want, which will certainly extend to the blog. I’ve got Debbie Herbert here today, to discuss her late-life love of college football and why her favorite cheer will always be, “Go Cocks!”

It all started a few weeks back when she cheered for her team on Facebook. I (of course) raised my virtual hand and said, “Um, excuse me?!” Tell me about this cheer… And a post was born.

Cheering for Cocks
by Debbie Herbert

 SC GameCocksIn case you can’t read the shirt:
“We love Cocks!
Oh, like you wouldn’t say that
if you had our mascot.”

Sometimes, it’s not easy being a Carolina Gamecock fan. When you scream “Go, Cocks!” you wouldn’t believe the disbelieving looks people throw your way. Or, if you’re a female, the ribald winks from men. But with a mascot like “Cocky” Sir Big Spur – what’re you gonna do?

I was born in South Carolina where my Dad was a student at USC.  Although I don’t remember it, the first few years of my life were spent in the shadow of the Columbia stadium.

[Jenny here: Hey, we have a USC here on the West Coast too! I wonder what would happen if the Trojans met up with the Cocks…you know, for an exhibition game.]

*back to Debbie*

Probably like a lot of girls, I had zero interest in football growing up and never attended a game.  All that changed when I got married and moved to Alabama. And became a devoted fan of the Alabama Crimson Tide.

Within weeks of moving to the state, I realized I couldn’t be neutral like Switzerland when it came to football. (Here in the South, football is not a neutral topic.) If people asked if I were an Alabama or Auburn fan, I’d better have an answer.

I live with 45 miles of Auburn and tried to become an Auburn fan. It didn’t take.

If I were going to learn to love football, why not cheer for a team with the most national championships in America?  A Bama fan was born.

Still, the Gamecocks held a special place in my heart.  So when offered free tickets to an Auburn/USC game I jumped on it. Husband and nine-year-old son in tow, I attended my first game.  We had a great time, but of all the thousands of stadium seats, a group of intoxicated Carolina guys were seated behind us. 

We endured hours of ribald cheers. 

Whenever the defense took the field we heard “Stiffen up, Cocks!” It was no better when the offensive unit played.  Then we were treated to a barrage of chants such as:  “Drive it hard, Cocks!”  “Go all the way, Cocks!” and “Cocks Rock!”

But the worst was at halftime.  The drunk guys behind us cheerily informed me that their drumline was affectionately called the “Wad Squad.”

I would have found all this hilarious if my nine-year old son wasn’t listening. Avidly.  I’m pretty sure he was old enough to understand the penis references but I gamely played stupid, like I didn’t get the jokes.

But by the end of the game…all the Cocky Talk didn’t bother me anymore.  If those fresh-faced cheerleaders on the field could hold up posterboard-sized signs spelling C-O-C-K with huge grins on their faces, I could deal.

When your mascot is a chicken, and associated with a slang word for a male appendage, you’ve got to have a sense of humor.

Even opposing teams get into the spirit, as demonstrated by these two members of the Florida Gator’s Marching Band:

Notice the hand movement accompanying that cheer. I’ll bet those college kids laugh themselves silly over it. And I just know that someone at every game holds up a sign stating: “Choke the Chicken.”

So humor me.  Pretend you are a Carolina fan with plenty of Cowbell.  What are some great cheers that would be fun to wear on a game day t-shirt? (If you can’t bring yourself to cheer for my team, cheer for your own!)

Go Cocks! (And Roll Tide!)
~ Debbie

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Jenny here:
I stopped short of calling this post, “Go Cocks!” But it was really, really close. I figured WordPress would banish me, but I sure laughed my butt off over it. Who knew there were such naughty football fans in the South?

Debbie is giving away a book today to one commenter, and I’ve put all the book details below. I hope y’all give her a warm welcome down in the comments section!

Siren’s Treasure 

Deep in the bayou, a strange and beautiful world of merfolk exists…

Siren'sTreasurecoverMermaid Jet Bosarge never fit in with her own kind. Her dark hair and eyes set her apart from the other merfolk. Which was why she fell for the wrong man, and why she is still paying the price. One that has made her unwilling to trust any man. Until she meets Landry Fields…

Agent Landry Fields is investigating Jet’s former boyfriend, but he knows Jet is hiding something, as well. At first he believed the beauty was involved in her ex-boyfriend’s dangerous undersea excavations. But when he realizes he is falling for a real-live mermaid, Landry’s by-the-book beliefs are rocked. Now can he save Jet and her clan from modern-day pirates to claim a future with the feisty beauty?

About Debbie

Herbert-authorphoto-228x300Debbie Herbert writes paranormal romance novels reflecting her belief that love, like magic, casts its own spell of enchantment. She’s always been fascinated by magic, romance and gothic stories.

Married and living in Alabama, she roots for the Crimson Tide football team. Unlike the mermaid characters in Siren’s Secret, she loves cats and has two spoiled feline companions. When not working on her upcoming books, Debbie enjoys recumbent bicycling with her husband, as well as spending time with her two adult sons.

Find out more about Debbie at her website, or follow her online via Facebook and Twitter.

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Country Mouse, City Mouse: A Multi-Cultural Cowbell Experience

By Piper Bayard

What happens when you put a Country Mouse and a City Mouse in the same fish bowl? Two very different perceptions of reality!

Jenny and I didn’t anticipate it, but that’s exactly what happened when Jenny visited at my home on the edge of the Rocky Mountains. I’m an intellectual redneck from the Southwest, and Jenny is from L.A. (pronounced “LaLa-Land” in these parts). The result was a multi-cultural experience with lots of laughs and a certain level of “What the hell?”

Jenny and Piper out hiking in the "country."

Jenny and Piper out hiking in the “country.”

I showed Jenny around my stomping grounds and gave her the full sales pitch, trying to convince her to break out of the madness she calls home in Southern California and move closer. One day we went driving through a stretch of houses spaced out on five and ten acre lots.

Jenny: “I think my hubby would like driving out here through the country now and then, but he wouldn’t want to live this far away from a town.”

Piper: “Umm . . . This IS town.”

Jenny: Huh.

A few of the elk we saw that day.

A few of the elk we saw that day.

Then we headed up to Estes Park and strolled through a golf course. Around fifty elk poured out of the forest, only a stone’s throw away, and a bald eagle joined the party, circling overhead.

Jenny: “Wow! I’ve never seen so many elk.”

Piper: “I wonder where the rest of them are?”

The day treated us to the sight of bulls defending their territory and sparring in preparation for the full-on rutting season. We thought we were going to get to see the blood sacrifice of tourists, as well, when two men of questionable IQ seemed to think it might be cool to stand IN THE MIDDLE of an elk herd.

[In case you don’t know, that’s a seriously bad idea, particularly around rutting season. Even Jenny knew that.]

In a role reversal moment, the City Mouse had the sense to sit in the car while this Country Mouse got the Elk Selfie. Note how I strategically kept a tourist between myself and the bull elk, as is evidenced by the leg coming out of the side of my head in the picture.

Piper's Elk Selfie

Piper’s Elk Selfie

*Jenny, off-camera in the car thinking, “She’s out of her mind.”*

Perhaps the most telling moment was the night the two of us were driving home on a dark dirt road in the back country, i.e. three hundred yards from a large subdivision. At a curve in the road, two scrubbed and primped teenagers stood beside their white Toyota, which was pointed straight into the bar ditch.

Jenny interrupting here: I saw a car, two people and a dark road with no lights. I should note, I would never drive down this road at night, unlike my partner in crime, Piper.

[Back to Piper]

To me, they were clearly suburban high schoolers out on a date. I started to slow down.

Jenny: “What are you doing? Don’t stop! Don’t stop!”

Piper thought bubble: Hmm. Jenny must need to get home and pee really bad.

I stopped and rolled down Jenny’s window.

Jenny thought bubble: We’re all gonna die.

Piper: “Do you kids need any help? Can we give you a ride or call someone for you?”

Jenny thought bubble: Holy crap! What is wrong with this woman?

Young man: “Thanks, but we have someone coming.”

Jenny: “What happened?”

Young man: “A coyote ran in front of us, and I swerved to miss it.”

Piper thought bubble: “What the hell was this kid thinking, risking their lives that way? City boy.”

Jenny to young woman: “That’s a fine young man you have there.”

Young woman: *snickers into hands*

Piper: “So you’re okay? Do you want us to stay with you until your people get here?”

Jenny thought bubble: I am not getting out of this car on this dark road with these strangers. Young people can be ax murderers too.

Young man: “No, thanks. We’ll be fine.”

Jenny to young woman: “You have a nice young man here.”

Piper to young woman: “Watch how he treats his mama. He’ll treat you the way he treats his mama.”

Young woman thought bubble: Who the hell talks like that? *hides laughter with hands*

Young man thought bubble: Crap. I’d better be nicer to my mom.

We went on our way down the dark dirt road and managed to get home in one piece, in spite of suburban coyotes and feral teens on the prowl that night.

[Jenny jabs finger at Piper: “Hey! Sarcasm works the same in both places, you know.”]

City Mouse Jenny in the "country." Note the park bench. The "country" doesn't have park benches.

City Mouse Jenny in the “country.”
Note the park bench. Who knew “the country” had park benches up on the mountain?

Overall, we had a great visit. I only hope I convinced her to come on over to the dark side and join me out here in the “country.” We’ve got peanut butter banana sandwiches to go with our cookies.

Are you a Country Mouse or a City Mouse? What experience have you had out of your geographic element? [And whose side are you on in terms of stopping on unlit back roads at night? ]

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Undie Chronicles, Vol. 27: Underwareness is Sweeping the Nation

Those of you who are new to More Cowbell might have missed The Undie Chronicles. The regular posse here knows: When the Undie-verse speaks, we will always listenI had no idea when this began that there were so many hilarious undie-based topics to discuss. Plus it’s Monday, and I like a good Monday belly laugh.

Whether you’re an astronaut, into extreme sports, or just have an overactive bladder, I thought y’all would appreciate this #Underwareness Campaign.

Their slogan? Drop Your Pants for Underwareness!

Catchy, right?

They encourage you to “join the cause” at According to them, you can show your support *smothering an IYKWIM*, get a free sample *eyebrows wiggling* and find out how to help Depend® donate up to $3 million to charity.

[Me? I’m still back there with the “Drop Your Pants” slogan. Y’all know I have the humor-meter of a middle-school boy. Plus, I always thought the adult version was called “Depends” with an “s.” Turns out I was wrong.]

Wikipedia gave me the scoop on the origin of these things.

Kimberly-Clark has been making Huggies for infants since 1978. In 1984, the Depend products were introduced for adults, pioneering the retail incontinence category in the United States. The original products were liners, available in regular and extra absorbency. 

After watching that video above, here’s what I’d love to know:

  1. What was the selection criteria for those dancing models in the video? Depend products never looked so good! I’ll bet they paid these people a lot.
  2. Where do I get one of those shirts?

If you’ve got questions after watching that video, put ‘em in the comments!

Would you “drop your pants” for charity? Have you already done so? What do you think of those models and their “underwareness party?” Enquiring minds LOVE to know these things here at More Cowbell!

~ Jenny

p.s. I reserved my turkey yesterday for Thanksgiving. To hear about my turkey phobia, click here.

p.p.s. You’ll especially like the post if you’re a writer.

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