Sunday, December 26, 2010

Boogers

That's what I said. Boogers, slime, gelled waste that beckons from the tiny nose hole for a tiny finger. I ask, "What are you doing?" only to be answered with a "huh?" and glazed over eyes. I wonder sometimes if they are really picking brain cells since they never seem to realize their finger is still in their nose as they answer me. Aahh, that's why some people never stop!












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