From the spoon to the cat

Last week, I mentioned about a particular spoon which happened to have travelled to a frontier where no spoon has gone before, and asked if we will ever allow such spoon to serve its duty again. Very interesting comments surfaced, but the general consensus was a bit “No”. A feeling of disgust is the natural reaction.

Notwithstanding the fact that a few readers actually use spoon to eat durian, have you ever thought about the things you have touched and with the same hands, you’ve fed yourself countless chicken wings, or durians if you eat them with your hands. Seriously, isn’t it the same? It’s all in the head, isn’t it? And sometimes, it’s just hypocrisy, because we knowingly choose to ignore the relevant.

Kat raised a very interesting point… would you spit your saliva into a spoon and drink the saliva again? Hmmm…. Sounds disgusting really… but would you?

Oh… to the one who said “what we put in our mouths is pretty sacred”… hmmm… I wonder if any blowing activity has been performed before. Or perhaps… it is indeed sacred thing that’s being blown… LOL!! Sorry… Friday mood kicking in…

Since Friday is here, I have a story to share…

There was a cat crossing a bridge one day. While crossing, it took a glimpse down the stream and saw a sausage. Naturally, the cat jumped down and dragged the sausage to dry land. It got itself wet but it was worth it as it had a good meal.

On the second day, as the cat was crossing the same bridge, it saw a sausage in the stream again but this time, the sausage is bigger than the one yesterday! Without a thought, the cat jumped in and since the sausage was a little bigger, it took a while for the cat to drag it off the stream. As it spent quite an amount of time in the water, it got itself really wet but again, it was worth it, the sausage was just delicious.

On the third day, the same cat crossing the same river saw a really huge sausage down in the stream and the cat just could not resist!!! It jumped down and tried to drag it into dry land. It struggled as this big sausage was really huge and heavy. But this big of meat was motivating enough to make the cat endure the cold water. After a considerable amount of time, it succeeded. The cat was totally drenched! But it was definitely worth it, this huge sausage was definitely worth it.

What do you think is the morale of the story?

Have a blissful weekend!

Updated 1: After 2 comments, I think I need to give a clue… think Friday.

Update 2: The morale to the story is... the bigger the sausage... the wetter the pussy. But it can variates though. One good morale is big sausage + wet pussy = a very good time.