Sieggy tells old tales:
>>tastebuds will go into momentary overload, and you'll be forced to endure
the "Ralph Cramden" syndrome, where you will be
compelled to roll your eyes and go 'homina, homina" until the roof of your
mouth is cleared.
" Ralph who? " she asks innocently fluttering her big blue eyes . . . .
and awaaaaay we go . . . .(to the rock)
Caointiarn