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!
FIST FLOWERS OF DOOM
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Ahh, Spring! The air is crisp, the flowers are blooming, and the garden
slugs are JUST peeking out from their hidey holes:
...in our cakes.
Ew.
Maybe we...
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