I want nose-picking to become culturally acceptable. I am tired of looking in both directions--like when I tell off-color jokes--each time I have to clean house. It's not as if I am picking my ass and smelling it, like the loser in the back of high school chemistry class. On some days my nose is full of crusties, which require more precision than a regular blowing of the nose possesses. I feel I am a doctor, guiding my finger up my nose, making sure I accurately pick the booger without causing bleeding. It's a fine art. One that requires patience and dedication. Besides, when we all are driving in our car, it's open season on boogers, and we don't care who's looking.
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