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Thursday, May 7, 2009

Spit



I saw this recent post on this blog.

It reminded me of something certain people in my family do when they want to claim food like, say, a donut. But instead of spitting, they lick the wanted item.

Yup, they lick it.

There have been a couple times that licking the donut hasn't worked, and it was consumed by someone else.

Because sometimes, especially in a family, a lick does not a claim make.