Thursday, September 01, 2005
lost lollypops
lost lollypops. ha. that's really cracking me up. I used to eat lost gum: my friend's mother's neck straightened up. she turned her head ever slightly to the right, bringing an ear our direction. we were sitting side by side in the back of the car, our mouths vibrating briskly on lost gum. we had excavated it from the ashtray. you see, we were baptists. baptists use car ash trays for storing used gum. and that's when it becomes lost.
"what are you boys chewing on?! where did you get that gum?"
"ummm. the ash tray."
"that is disgusting. hand it over. NOW!"
so I learned how discusting lost gum is. it had little flavor anyways. but the thrill of chewing it was never a matter of taste buds.
how does a lollypop become lost? I suppose someone drops it and leaves it. but people rarely discard unfished pops. that's what biting and swallowing is for.
I guess this means a lost blow pop is a double feature in disgusting behaviour. God, I can't wait to find a lost blow pop.
"what are you boys chewing on?! where did you get that gum?"
"ummm. the ash tray."
"that is disgusting. hand it over. NOW!"
so I learned how discusting lost gum is. it had little flavor anyways. but the thrill of chewing it was never a matter of taste buds.
how does a lollypop become lost? I suppose someone drops it and leaves it. but people rarely discard unfished pops. that's what biting and swallowing is for.
I guess this means a lost blow pop is a double feature in disgusting behaviour. God, I can't wait to find a lost blow pop.
