Booger-eaters
MmMMMMM, lovely. Lovely, lovely boogers. Yum, yum, yummity-yummity-yum. Take it from your nose, roll it round your tongue, feel it trickle down your throat like an oyster basted with love. Smack your lips, grin your grin. AhhhHhHHHh…

Except, no. It’s fucking foul. Consider this: would you eat an entire plate - nay, a bowl! - of boogers? Would you chow down into a piggie trough of nose-grit? Would you feast yourself, Mr Creosote-style, on a banquet table, groaning under the combined weight of the nation’s entire snot supply?

No. No you fucking wouldn’t.

So are boogers like caviar? Are they like saffron? Does a little go a long, long way? After nibbling down one, do you wave away further servings with a giggly ‘Ooooh, no. I couldn’t possibly. I’m stuffed to the gills!”? In which case, didn’t you consume enough when you were a baby; and shouldn’t you have grown out of it by now?

Or are you, in an eternally infantile manner, still masturbating yourselves publicly before shitting all over the carpet on a regular basis?

Ah. Fair enough. Eat away…
(TheSnark oh, c'mon, like you didn't see me coming, Fri 2 May 2008, 15:51, 3 replies)

It's better than

leaving them under the desk for someone else to find.
( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Fri 2 May 2008, 15:52, closed)

^ ive done that before...
picked what i thought was glue from the undersid of the table...was infact a green snot...

i shot back out of my seat so fast ..


eugh...

bork..
(Dan dan dan They tik urh jerbs!!!, Fri 2 May 2008, 15:57, closed)

click!!
for being so well wrotten.
( browser still relating boring anecdotes into a void on, Fri 2 May 2008, 16:31, closed)