Noice

by bob
(ya mums house)

We sit down to eat, and the potato's a bit hot, so I only put a little bit on my fork and I blow. *blows x2* til it's cool, just cool, then into the mouth, *slurp* *tongue click* Nice. And there's my brother, he's doing the same. *blows x2* til it's cool, just cool, into the mouth, *slurp* *tongue click* Nice. There's my Mum, she's doing the same. *blows x2* til it's cool, just cool, into the mouth, *slurp* *tongue click* Nice. But my Dad, my Dad what does he do; He stuffs a great big chunk of potato into his mouth and then that really does it. His eyes pop out, he flaps his hands, he blows, he puffs, he yells, he bobs his head up and down, he spits bits of potato all over his plate, and he turns to us and he goes, "Watch out everybody, the potato is really hot".

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