cravings.
Meg: I should go get some salt.
J: Huh?
Meg: Not like, a box of salt. Something salty. I want something with salt on it.
J: You should just get a salt lick.
Meg: Ohh, that brings to mind a dark secret. When I was little, my brother had a hamster with a salt lick.
J: Yeah…
Meg: And one day, when no one was around, I put it in my mouth.
J: You ate your brother’s hamster?
Meg: ….
June 7th, 2007 at 3:20 pm
Hehe!
(…”Scars” gave me a lump in my throat.)
June 7th, 2007 at 3:23 pm
Yick. Hamster germs. They eat their young for gob’s sake! You don’t want their saliva in your mouth!
That being said, what did the salt lick taste like?
June 7th, 2007 at 3:23 pm
the hehe was about the hamster story. when i read the published comment, it didn’t look that way, oh, heck.
June 7th, 2007 at 4:07 pm
mmmmmm…..salt…..
June 7th, 2007 at 4:10 pm
hehehehehehe…. my family always used to joke that they were going to give me a salt lick for my birthday every year.
June 7th, 2007 at 7:06 pm
*Scars* was a wonderfully deep, introspective piece.
(hard to show appreciation w/o sounding like a movie critic).
But, the salt lick - funny! How long did that taste stay with you?
June 7th, 2007 at 7:43 pm
This seriously made me laugh out loud. I get salt cravings. But never hamster cravings.
June 8th, 2007 at 5:16 am
Poor little rodents, having to share their salt licks…
June 8th, 2007 at 8:35 am
Meg,you always make me laugh out loud.
You did eat the salt, right? Not the hamster? :)
June 8th, 2007 at 9:04 am
Hehe.. :)