Speaking of licking flagpoles, I have a story for you. Back when I was in college, I lived in a small town up in the mountains in Colorado. I used to get rides home with this girl who had 3 kids. We lived in apartments that were considered married housing. Well, anyway, this one morning we were getting ready to leave and she sent her 7 year old son to get me. It was absolutely freezing outside, maybe close to 0 degrees. I lived on the 3rd floor of my building and we had a metal railing outside my door. My friend's son went outside to wait for me as I gathered my stuff together. When I got outside he was crying. I asked him what was wrong, then I saw the blood on the concrete floor. He had lstuck his tongue on the railing outside my door and when it stuck pulled it off. We went down for his mother and told her what happened. She wouldn't take him to the doctor. She said there wasn't anything they could do for him. They could have given him something for the pain! Poor kid. He ended up staying home from school for a few days because it hurt so bad. He couldn't eat and could barely drink anything.