you ever wonder just how many people are watching you pick your nose? i pulled out a big rubbery one about 20 minutes ago and it kinda snapped onto my finger (which was clean) like it had an anchoring in my nostril...i swear to god it made a noise as it hit the finger tip. anyway, i looked at it in utter amazement; just crazy about how something so huge could just come jetting out my nose. then i wondered, as i have (and have not) many times before, just who the hell is watching me admire this booger? a quick slip of the demon between the fingers and a slow non-chalant turn in the office chair, just to see who's paying attention to anything in my remote direction. nothing this time, but what about all those other times?
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