Do you remember any childhood phlegm stories?
Why are people compelled to spit off high objects? I find it disgusting, yet can't help myself. Why is that?
All I know is that
You don't tug on Superman's cape, you don't spit into the wind, you don't pull the mask off the Lone Ranger,....
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One day while riding the school bus to school, it was nice out and so the windows were open. And one of the neighborhood bullies stood up suddenly and horked a loogie out the window, but since the bus was on the highway at the moment - the loogie just whipped back around and popped in a window a couple seat rows back and splashed onto a student's head.
Yep. When the Mall of America first opened, my friend spit off the top of the parking ramp. When the ****** was halfway down, some kid stuck his head out about 5 levels below and the ****** hit him right on the top of the head. No one was there when my friend let it go, so even though it was gross, it was actually pretty amazing and certainly not something he could have planned on doing.
When I was a kid, my Dad would, on occasion, hock up a greenie, roll down the window of the car, and let fly out the window. This happened maybe four or five times a year. It was always a little jarring, because otherwise Dad was such a piller of rectitude. (Or so I thought. I only learned about his ill-spent youth many years later. But I digress.)
At some point, I worked up the courage to ask him: "Dad, isn't that kind of rude?"
His answer: "It'd be a lot ruder if I didn't roll the window down."
Looking back on it, that was really the first indication I had that my smart-assedness was genetic and inherited directly from him.
"I'm in shape -- round is a shape." Andy Rooney