I think this incident will bring a “payback” smile to my parents’ faces in a way not much else can.
Last night after dinner, we were all sitting around the table talking. The girls wanted to hear about Stagg’s fishing trip. He had a beer, I had a glass of wine, and Katie wanted to sit in my lap. She was cuddly and cozy, kissy and huggy and then:
she spit in my drink.
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