Dad and I went to Toronto tonight and we used his GPS. I needed to get it off the windshield so I pulled it off and my hand was dripping in some goo. I was kind of shocked and couldn't figure out what it was so then I asked dad, you didn't by chance spit on it and stick it on the windshield did you?... As a matter of fact yes! GGRRRROOOOOSSS. Memories of my youth flashed through my head when mom or dad would spit on thier hands to wet down my hair....
Anyway, tonight when we got home, we to take the GPS off the windhield again and there was a mark there. We tried to wipe it off and come to find out, the spit had frozen and made a nice frosty circle on the windshield. WAHOO! Gross, but it didn't fall off...
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