Ha!
The good ol' chew n' spit.
Allows you to taste everything but eat nothing. Also very helpful with Mrs. Potts and her damnable chocolates. I've "eaten" one chocolate so THERE.
The fucking Hospice Nurse was a TALKER. like more so than me and Mrs. Potts. After she left we were both exhausted and I still had a load of wet laundry that needed to be put into the washer and dinner to make for the family. If I were a hospice nurse I wouldn't chatter incessantly away about my grandchildren and their dogs. It took TWO HOURS and set back my time table for the day so now I'll just be busting my ass instead of enjoying my time with Mrs. Potts.













