Come ooooooon. I know you know. I also know you still pick your nose, when you’re alone (or you think you’re alone, AKA in your car where everyone can still see through the windows yet you think you’re under some sort of invisibility cloak), trying to reach that stubborn one that just can’t be removed the socially acceptable way, blown from your snout directly into a tissue that is then balled up and shoved into the pocket of your khakis.
As I sit here, still in my Grinch pajama pants and one of Joe’s green t shirts, my love greeted me with a good morning kiss and then looked me up and down (obviously drinking in my beauty), when suddenly he parted his lips and uttered,
“You’re in all green! You look like a big boogie!”
Thank you, for that (mature) “compliment”.
So after I told him to shut up, I got to thinking about little kids, and how they’ll pick their nose no matter who’s looking; they own that shit, they dig for that buried treasure like it’s nobody’s business, and to them, it isn’t.
“F*ck off man, I’m pickin’ my nose here. Oh, you’re gonna keep lookin’ anyway? Here, I’ll EAT it then. How ya like that?”
Now I can honestly say (from what I remember) I never ate my boogers as a kid. They just never looked appetizing to me. Do children do this for lack of a better place to put them? If you don’t have a tissue they can be pretty difficult to get rid of. It’s like that little piece of plastic shopping bag that rips off and sticks to your finger, and no matter how violently you wave your hand around in the air, that thing won’t come off.
My solution as a kid? Wipe it under your seat. I know what you’re thinking, I’m disgusting!
But I like to think I was a genius. Ahead of my time, I think. Under couches. Under the car seat. Hey, at least I had the courtesy to wipe it where no one would notice. If my mother is reading this and never knew, I’m sorry. Don’t worry, you won’t find anything under your current vehicle or couch cushions. Those items I used as my personal giant tissue are long gone.
But hey, nowadays I do it the grown-up way and blow them into a tissue, or wipe them into a tissue if they’re difficult to get at. I even wash my hands after. And I’ll only do this while driving if it’s dark outside. I have manners.
I’m guessing your mother is now burning all of her furniture.
But I swear it was nothing she owns anymore! I think…
It’s better to be safe and burn it all.
There’s only one way for a tissue to dance – Practice!
HAHAHAHAH-
What? I can be as juvenile as the next! 😉
Oh, Guap. You and Joe would be best friends. Maybe during my next trip to New York we can dance on bars. Fully clothed.
1)Press tissue firnly to the side of your nose.
2)Blow through your nostrils for all your worth.
3)Repeat as necessary.
4)Wipe when finished.
5)Discard in trash recepticle.
You’re welcome.
Thank you.
You’re quite welcome. I’m glad I could help.
Ewww….but so true
Now I have a runny nose, nasty cold, I was taking pics yesterday and took one from below, nose was nasty. I had to share the pic with friends.
How do I make a tissue dance? I put it in my lap, of course.
Hardy har har HAR
I can make lots of things dance the same way.
Once upon a time…I made horses dance with a tune to “Tissue lounge”. hahaha!!!
Are you ready for this Monday?
Hahahahahaha. YES, since it’s Monday right now, I’m working on that post.
Cool.
Say, check out my new blog post.
http://charliezero1.wordpress.com/2013/01/07/watching-crows-squirt-yellow-mustard-on-those-lollipop-anorexic-holocausts/
I have a confession. I noticed all the other kids eating their boogers. So I tried it once when I was little to see what the hype was all about. It was disgusting. I never did it again. I was a wiper too! Now, I always keep some form of napkins in my purse so that in case of emergency, I can do my business with some hand sanitizer to hold me over if a bathroom isn’t near 😛
LOL I love it. The first step is admitting it, haahahahahaha
😛