I was thinking about my childhood and I HAVE A DISGUSTING CHILDHOOD HABIT THAT I WANT TO SHARE WITH ALL OF YOU.
Warning: It's f*cking gross.
So, I had a special blanket. It was REALLY special...
Okay, so this blanket was so dear to me, I used to put it in my mouth and chew on it. And since I liked this blanket soo much, I never let my mother wash it. So I had a crusty ass, germy blanket that reeked like a rotting dead person.
But I was like 3 years old so it's totally not my fault.
You had a pacifier, I had a nasty blankie. ayyyoo.