Tonight left me with a sad realization. There are members of my family who do not yet know how to slam a tim tam. Call me obsessed, but I think it is a vital part of life. Empty tim tam shaped slots in the plastic packaging I reached for tonight proved something: there are tim tams being eaten wrongly in my own home. Cold, solid, dry tim tam eating is happening. It must be stopped. Saturday night I have a date with mom and dad, which is planned to end in a lesson on slamming the tim tam. Pictures, of course, will be available soon after. Be ready.
For now, courtesy of Carrie: http://www.toxiccustard.com/australia/tim-tam-slam/
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