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Something you don't know about me

I was filling out one of those cheesy email surveys your so-called friends send you now and then (Favorite ice cream; If you were a crayon what color would you be; Would you bungee jump; etc...). I was going to ignore it but my brother sent it to my whole family and I appeared to be the only person not filling it out (my sister even had my 4.5 year old niece respond) so I had to do it - familial guilt is a powerful motivator. Anyway, one of the 834 million questions was, "Do you have any special talents?" The first thing that popped into my head was gleeking. Yes, I am able to shoot my saliva out of my mouth from under my tongue like a cobra.
Many people do it accidentally, but I can do it on demand. It's a skill I honed while waiting at my bus stop as a kid. (There was no one else at my bus stop.) It's not really a marketable talent (although if I tried hard enough I'm sure the internet could yield something. Something fairly seedy, I'm sure, so I'm not gonna go there), but it was really useful in torturing siblings. "I'm not touching you" wasn't quite so fun for them since I could turn and shoot spit at them from up to 3 feet away. Just a fine mist, but enough to send them scampering away. "Mom! Sassy spit on me!"


My mom thinks it's fascinating, ergo I rarely got in trouble for it. Awesome.

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Celebrate Woo-Woo said…
I received that very same survey from my mom yesterday. I didn't think of anything to include as a special talent, but now I think I could have included my ability to entertain for hours by being tickled;>

I, too, am fascinated by your spitting.
10:52 AM
Anonymous said…
wow, gleeking. i never knew..i have some people to test you out on though...
12:05 PM
Anonymous said…
jealous, am I!
I can touch my nose with my tongue. That's always impressed the boys.
4:05 PM
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