Tonight after dinner, I began to absent-mindedly roll my tongue, making it into a U and sticking it out into the open air.
"Hey," I said to Sylvia, "What do you think would happen if someone threw up while rolling their tongue? Would it shoot out in a thin stream? Wouldn't it be cool if you had enough self-control that you could keep your tongue rolled while throwing up? BLUUURRRGH!" I mimed the action I imagined.
Sylvia, who had been pinching her eyes closed and making gagging sounds during my inquiry, responded thus:
"Wouldn't it be cool if you had enough self-control to stop thinking out loud about this stuff?"