As usual, we were sitting by the Sirius fire which was more or less a giant coal bed, but still a beauty to behold, when all of a sudden...
The warmth generated from said glow also spilled over to our spirits. I was sitting there minding my own business as my hand, with all its digits, probably draped over his chair with my pointer extended. It was with this said pointer that it started.
At first, maybe three or four seconds, it was held without a problem and then came the twitching. Yes! He was doing the nervous twitch thing which I find eww. Frankly, it felt like my finger was being milked, I drew it back and asked him if he wanted the udder one. With this, the joke started.
As we were seated with others, I suggested that he shake someone's hand or high five them only to grab their hand and do to their finger what he had done to mine. After milking one finger, he would have to say, "It must be the udder one." If the person retracted their hand after 2 fingers, but under 4, they were considered abnormal cows. Those who did not retract their hand and allowed for 5 or more fingers to be pulled were labeled a abnormal cows as well. Those who only allowed 4 fingers were labeled normal cows. ALL were told, "You have just been milked." They were congratulated and advised that they had to go out and do it to others and report back to us fire sitters. In one case, we watched as one of our case studies walked over and did it to someone else. After she did it, she almost fell over laughing. Mind you, we had to stand to see over the prows to catch that one. Others came over to us like excited puppies to tell us how they were doing in the milking department.
When it came to milking, those who had previously been milked had to turn away and bend over to hold in the laughter because looking into someone's eyes while it is being done to them is unbearable. The look of WTF was really going on, but the question loomed...why did they allow us to do it? Some people were actually milked numerous times. Although this probably started about three in the morning, it went on for the rest of day and into the next week. It is now a big community joke. ~ Arachne ~ August 28, 2013 in the p.m.
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