"No," responds Gio.
"Well, what are you doing?" I say not believing him because it sure sounds like pooping to me.
"I'm getting a booger," he says.
Nasal Excavation Reenactment.
"Oh," I say. Who does he get that from? I never grunt when I pick my nose.
Later that night, I ask my husband if he grunts during nasal cavity excavation.
"No, and I haven't had to pick my nose for four days since I've been using Nasonex," Stefan says proudly.
All hail Nasonex. However, I still have no idea where the grunting comes from. Oh well, I guess he really is his own person.
4 comments:
Nice!
Yes, we no longer have any shame issues, which could be bad.
LOL, if you had a little nostril and you were trying to excavate a booger with a finger too big for it, you'd probably be grunting too.
Yes big finger + tiny nostril=grunting. I get it. Thank you.
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