take that

A few months ago HL and I were talking and he said something slightly derogatory towards me (in a funny way, that's our relationship, that's my relationship with most people) and I almost spit my gum at him in response. I asked what he would have done if I had spit my gum on him and he said he'd have thought it was funny. What? This was a new side I had never seen. So I decided that I got one free spit out my gum to use in the future whenever I felt the occasion warranted it.

On Tuesday HL and I were waiting in the subway for the A train to take us home. He once again said something slightly insulting. I looked at him and pteuwie! Out shot my gum. The problem was that I had only just put the gum in my mouth a few seconds before so it wasn't chewed very much and the fresh piece was making my salivary glands work overtime so what ended up coming out wasn't a well aimed compact wad but a flat chunk surrounding by spit. It flung itself onto the sleeve of his coat then dropped to the ground. A woman walking by stared at us in disgust. And that was my one chance to do something funny with my gum. It worked out in a predictable ipj way, but not how I'd intended.