Never Speak Its Name

(at the dinner table)

RJ: I’m drinking fly blood. Arrgggllugluglugluglugllugl. (starts gargling milk)

Dad & Mum: RJ! Stop that! No gargling at the dinner table!

RJ: (craftily) I love drinking fly blood. I’m a spider. (starts making motions to begin gargling again)

Dad: Watch it spider, or I’ll turn your fly blood into…  moo juice.

RJ: (angry, yelling) THERE IS NO SUCH THING! THERE IS NO MOO JUICE!

Please.......don´t stomp me

More fly blood please!

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