Monday, October 21, 2002

You can pick your friends...

I was driving home from work on Friday and glanced up into my rear-view mirror and stared. There was a woman in a mini-van behind me. About 30-35 ish. Picking her nose. I don't mean scratching it. I don't mean rubbing it. I mean the full-out, 2 year old, full finger up the nose, wiggling it around, booger picking disgusting type of picking her nose. I don't think I've actually seen anyone over the age of 3 do this. So what did I do? Called Andy immediately on his cell phone to describe the full situation.

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