I've had a bad headcold. The other day, I actually became excited about my boogers.
You know the routine. You have a nasty cold for a week and have to call in sick for a few days. You realize that things are looking up when you're laying in bed at night and your nostrils start doing that popping thing, and you're suddenly able to breathe through your nose. A day or two later you perform your ritual of the morning nose blow, and boogers come out. Actual firm little boogers. What a relief!
When In California...
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...never let the guy from *Boston* order your bachelor party cake.
Bummah.
*Thanks to Jerry F., who was the real stah of the pahty.*
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