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Tongue

There is something indescribably rude and disconcerting about somebody coming up to you and demanding to see your tongue.

I don't know if this has ever happened to you, but I was shocked. Why, I wondered, did they want to see my tongue? Did they want to see how long it was? Were they taking a tongue-length poll? Did the shape in which it protruded reveal previously undiscovered facets of my personality, like phrenology? Was it some kind of kinky sex thing? Were they checking for that layer of brownish paste deposited by coffee? There was much room for my paranoia to run rampant.

I was inclined to refuse.

2004-01-08 -- 3:19 a.m.


Yesterday
love was such an easy game to play

Tomorrow
never knows

Tongue - 2004-01-08
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Journey to the Center of a Girl - 2003-12-20
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