... we go waaaaaaay back. It's 1968 (so I've got to be at least 1). My Grandmother makes a cake to celebrate the engagement of one of her sons (can't remember which one). The cake was left, foolishly, temptingly, on a low table ... 
... so I licked it.
... so I licked it.
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It seems to me you did the only responsible thing to do.
exactly my thoughts - at the time!
lol ;)
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