Today I had a taste test: My foot vs. Daddy's finger.
Here's the tale of the tape.
My foot: clean, soft, almost tasteless and with a sharp nail but that's okay.
Daddy's finger: cleanish, sorta hard, salty and with no nail.
The winner: My foot.
Sorry, Daddy. You're gonna have to raise your game to match my appetite.
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