Consider this an *official* notice that we (okay I) will be hosting a Cherry Pit Spitting Contest this summer. I may never teach Vermonters that it's "pop" not "soda" but, the Michigander in me needs to share the "art" of cherry pit spitting. It's right of passage in the summer, just like fireworks, boating, sunburns, and sunsets. I think many of my birthdays had a cherry pit spitting contest of some kind.
Now for those of you that think this is some kind of crazy "Moore" family tradition, I assure you there is a wikipedia entry on the topic, thus making it legit:
Cherry pit spitting is the act of spitting, or ejecting, the pit (the seed) of a cherry from one's mouth with great speed so as to send the pit a great distance. Spitting cherry pits is an amateur sport; there are no professional leagues of cherry spitters known, though this may change if enough people begin participating in this sport.
A cherry pit, the pit of a cherry, is very small, about the size of a front tooth, and is very slippery when first removed from the cherry, making it easy to spit. According to the Guinness Book of Records, the record distance is 95 feet and 6.5 inches (29.12 m).
The photo above isn't mine, I found it online....but I know there are several excellent family photos just as good as that one. I seem to recall some awesome ones of grandpa.
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Haha! I remember that we'd put up the mermaid bouy thing and spit at her nipples!
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