Yesterday while grocery shopping with Anna Kaye, she wanted to get out of the car buggy while I was standing in line. I obliged. As I was pulling something out of the buggy I looked up and noticed she wasn't right beside me. I didn't panic b/c as I looked to my right, she was affectionately LICKING the glass door to the Pepsi cooler.
What's worse?
1) Not knowing how many hands have touched this door?
OR
2) Not knowing how many others will touch where she licked?
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