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    Default I love Mustard

    This is a true story. If you have children you can probably relate




    As ham sandwiches go, it was perfection: a thick slab of ham on a fresh bun with crisp lettuce and plenty of expensive, light brown, gourmet mustard. The corners of my jaw aching in anticipation, I carried it to the table in our backyard, picked it up with both hands but was stopped by my wife suddenly at my side.


    "Here, hold Johnny (our six-week-old son) while I get my sandwich," she said.


    I had him balanced between my left elbow and shoulder and was reaching again for the ham sandwich when I noticed a streak of mustard on my fingers.


    I love mustard.


    I had no napkin.


    I licked it off.


    It was not mustard.


    No man ever put a baby down faster. It was the first and only time I have sprinted with my tongue protruding. With a washcloth in each hand, I did the sort of routine shoeshine boys do; only I did it on my tongue.




    Later, after she stopped crying from laughing so hard, my wife said, "Now you know why they call that fancy mustard . .. ... "Poupon."

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    I feel for you, aaarrrgggghhhhhh!!!!!!
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    Nick
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