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Glow in the Dark Suckerman takes a Lickin’ and that Disgusted my Sisters
Oh, Suckerman, what an incredible find you were at that garage sale! They wanted 75 cents, but I haggled and got you for just a quarter - what a steal! I brought you home, full of excitement, and immediately started sticking you to everything in sight. But I noticed that you wouldn't stay attached for long, and that was a bit disappointing.
Thankfully, my friend came to the rescue with a brilliant suggestion. They said, "Hey, if you want Suckerman to stick, just lick the suckers!" So, I followed their advice and, lo and behold, it worked like magic! From that moment on, you became my little sticky companion, and we had so much fun together.
I stuck you everywhere, exploring all the possibilities. But one day, my sister walked in and saw me licking your suction cups. She seemed a bit grossed out and took you away from me. I didn't quite understand why she was so bothered, but she pointed out the dirt and dog hair on your suckers and explained how germs could make me sick. It was both gross and fascinating, a moment that would stay with me.
That's when my germaphobia started, and it was a sad day for you, Suckerman. You never quite stuck as well without the secret ingredient of saliva. Eventually, you found your way to the bottom of the toy box, only to be taken out when I needed a random tentacled monster.
But you know what? Despite the sore throats and the realization that licking you wasn't the best idea, I'll always remember you fondly. That brief time we spent together before I discovered the downside was still pretty great. You were a unique and quirky little companion, and I'll forever cherish those memories of our adventures together. Thanks, Suckerman, for being a part of my childhood!.