Petty revenge of mucous
This very afternoon, as I was snuggled on the couch reading, I became aware of a nest of crusty bogies. Steadying my book in one hand, I began absently removing said crusties with a finger nail from my other hand. The first couple were really dry so I flicked them on the floor (I'll vacuum tomorrow). The last two were reluctant to leave my nostril and had attached themselves like mozzarrella cheese to my nasal hair. Another 90 degree anticlockwise rotation of my index finger released them. They weren't totally dry and one held quite a globule of sticky snot, making it unflickable. Far too engrossed in my book to get up and having no tissues to hand, I wiped it on the corner of the coffee table, chortling like a four year old. Why the coffee table? For the simple reason it was a "house warming / DG leaving the marital home" gift from his first wife. It's still there and he won't know unless he reads this.....
( Tourette's ( . )( . ) has a monkey hair in her fried egg, Fri 18 Sep 2009, 20:17, 4 replies)

You've gotten away with it....
...so far.

*quiet clicks*
(Bicycle Repairman "you're also a bit of a wanker", Fri 18 Sep 2009, 23:10, closed)

No she hasn't...

( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Sat 19 Sep 2009, 13:20, closed)

thats dreadful
the fresh ones at the back are the tasiest









what a waste
( spimf ™ is whoever you want him to be, Sat 19 Sep 2009, 0:22, closed)

Fucking ace!

( Batshitmentalist is sane for once, Sat 19 Sep 2009, 0:29, closed)