sister: (stares into space whistling)
sister: (which is quite a feat since I can't whistle)
unique: you can't whistle?
sister: nope, I can kinda fake it tho
unique: fake it!!! LOL you freak!
unique: that's just weird. Mike can whistle, and so can I. What happened?
sister: hey, you couldn't lick ice cream for the first several years of your life due to that attached frenea thingy.
sister: apparently I was standing behind the door when they handed out whistlers
unique: I still suck at licking cones
unique: or anything else for that matter
sister: TMI
unique: oh, get your mind out of the gutter!!! I had frosting on spoons in mind.
unique: Actually that may be more a problem of no matter how carefully I lick frosting it gets all over my hands and shirt
sister: LOL, you aren't supposed to wear the bowl as a helmet while licking the frosting out of it.
sister: crap, another innocent pleasure destroyed



