On Saturday, Jiro and I waited in the car while Warren and Satchel went into Michael's to buy new shells for one of our hermit crabs that is molting. Out of nowhere, we had the following conversation...
"Satchel licked my tongue and I licked Satchel's tongue," he said.
"Why?" I asked somewhat surprised by this information.
"To see what it tasted like."
"What did it taste like?" I asked curious.
"I don't remember," he said.
"You don't remember?"
"Actually, it tasted--and smelled--like tongue slobber." (I love it when he says "Actually"!)
"Good to know," I said laughing.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
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