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August 30th, 2004

Aug. 30th, 2004

Picture it. There I was sitting at the kitchen table reading wikipedia to find out what treacle is. Suddenly I feel a cold sensation on my foot. Julie has poured chocolate soy milk on my socked foot. She asks me what she is doing. When I point out that she is pouring chocolate soy milk onto my sock she bursts out laughing and makes a dash for the bathroom leaving me with a cold, wet, chocolate sock.

She's still having giggle fits.

My sock is now drying.

EDIT: Julie's side of the story