What would you do if you were eating lunch and you tried to tell your mother that you didn't want to eat the Mandarin oranges that she continually tried to feed you even after you had closed your lips as tight as you could and turned your head from side to side?
Spit it out in daddy's hand while seated at a table in the center of the restaurant- of course.
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