I HATE it when my father fucking eats yogurt. I fucking hate the word. It's the fucking smell, the sound of mushy liquid crap in a cup .... GOD! I hate yogurt!
He always uses only the tip of the spoon to get just a little yogurt ... I can't use that word anymore. I'm gonna call "shit in a cup" from here on out.
What he does is swirl the spoon around the sides of the shit in a cup to mound it all in the center, and then uses the tip (yes, only the very tip) of the spoon to get just a little dollop (I hate that word too) and then uses only his lips to take it off the spoon. AND... (I'm not done here)... he takes 2 fucking lip-licks to clean the tip of the spoon off (half of what goes in, comes back out on the spoon!). In between "bites" he is obviously moving the shit in a cup around his mouth.
I can't even stay in the same room as him while he's eating the shit in a cup. I hate it that much.
"MMMMMmmmm MMMmmmm.... I sure do like this shit in a cup!" -Dad
No, I'm generally not an angry person, but I have my 2-3 buttons -- they usually link to a nuclear warhead though...
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