tastes like chicken

Today was a day that could have been remembered for many things
1. After a big snowstorm, I walked home from shul with Arye, my oldest brother, and he didn't attempt to knock me down in the snow. He said it was because he respected to much.
2. It was my 24th birthday, and I had a group of friends over
3. Instead it will be remembered as the day I ate Jonah's spit up.

Before you judge me let m explain how this isn't entirely my fault.
After the birthday cake was brought out, I know I sound like I’m 12, I blew out all 24 candles and then licked the ice cream of the bottom of each candle. In the middle of my candle cleaning, Evan pointed out that I had something on my sweater. i looked down, and I saw a small white glob, assuming it was ice cream, i decided to clean off my shirt. Right after i licked my sweater clean, i knew it wasn't ice cream!! It was warm and chewy and didn’t taste very good. Had someone at the table not mentioned that it might be spit up, I never would have thought of it. I hadn't held Jonah in a while, and there wasn't a lot on my shirt. Once it came up though, I realized that it must be spit up, cuz it certainly wasn't Ice Cream. In case you were wondering, I didn't swallow the spuge, I spit it right out.