Dare!
Lick a toilet seat.
Bobby’s face scrunched up when he heard the dare. “Seriously? Can I at least clean it first before I lick it?” Although, he didn’t have much hope that the answer would be a fair one. Well, he did accept the dare, so off he marched with his head hung to the nearest toilet.
Shoving his hands into his back pockets, he stared long and hard at the toilet seat he was meant to lick. He didn’t see any obvious dirt or grime, but that never really meant anything. “Okay,” he exhaled, shifting to kneel before the toilet. Choosing a spot that at least looked the most sanitary, Bobby squeezed his eyes shut and stuck out his tongue, pushing the very tip of it to the ceramic before backing away and wiping his tongue on his sleeve. “Well. That was gross,” he remarked, standing and brushing his jeans off.
