Phoebe and Her Unicorn by Dana Simpson for December 23, 2012
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Transcript:
Phoebe: This is where I first saw you. You were across the pong, all shrouded in mist. I'd never seen anything so beautiful or so pure. Marigold: Stink bug. Phoebe: And the magic continues.
I actually did put a stink bug on my mouth when I was like 8. I picked a raspberry in the backyard and put it in my mouth without looking. The bug survived the encounter, but ever since then, I have always examined things before I eat them.