I can't remember how old I was... But I remember that I was in kindergarten.
It was a cold winter.
I liked the taste of a metal.
So, I went and licked ladders.
And of course, my tongue got stuck there.
I tried to take it off, but it didn't come off. BUT, I got a supreme idea to take it off with my LIPS.
Well then, my lips got stuck, but tongue wasn't stuck anymore... I couldn't take them off, and then I tried to take lips off with my tongue.
Then, tongue got stuck, my lips got free... That continued until someone saw what I did and said it to a... Sentinel?
I remember I saw a lot of red.