Have you ever contemplated your nose. I mean really thought about the function of the schnoz.
Take the infamous booger for instance. One minute your breathing free and clear and the next your all clogged up with boogers.
The Boogerman has struck again. Wow, aren't you glad boogers don't smell.
This reminds me of a time when I was a lot younger. (At least a month ago). Actually dirts younger then I am.
I was about 20 I think, and laying in bed next to my now ex-wife of 40 years, in the dark with only the shine from a clock radio across the room and Bammm!! That's when it happened.
The Boogerman struck me full force and I could not help my self and stuck out my well trained booger finger and jabbed it in after the demon culprit that the booger master left me.
I got a good hold with my booger grabbing finger nail and let me tell you it was a heck of a fight yanking this monster out of there.
But I did win the tug of war and lo and behold I had a keeper. This piece of what ever they're made of had to be the size of a fat pea.
Now my then wife had her back to me and said stop shaking the bed. So I nudged her a little in the back with my elbow and said listen to this sweety. ( She was sweet in those days)..
She said whaat, I'm trying to sleep. I said be real still and listen closely.
I rolled that big ole trophy into a ball and gave it a good flick with my famous booger picker and thump the room echoed. What was that she asked.
That my dear was the biggest booger that never made it under that school desk.
EEEWWWWW, was all she could say. I looked for it the next morning with no luck. I figure the Boogerman re-claimed his gift for another victim some night. Either that or a cockroach found some supper.
Though I run through the valley of the shadow of death is my next part. See you there..
Be kind to each other helping those in need always. Especially those who are mean to you.
Words from your local drug addicted, pot smoking Jesus freak.. God Bless you and yours.
