On my way to work I saw something that made me laugh and yet was a bit disgusting at the same time. I pulled up to a light and just happened to look at the driver in the car next to me. I seem to do that every time I pull up to a stoplight. In the car next to me was a girl that I would say was attractive. She had long, straight, blond hair and just looked like the kind of girl that many young men think about when they go through puberty and take those forty-five minute showers. The funny and yet disgusting thing about this girl is that she was digging in her nose. I mean she was really going at it as if any minute she would pull out the mother of all boogers. As I watched her, she did pull something out, looked at it, and then started to roll it between her fingers into a little ball.

As I drove away my imagination kicked into gear. I wondered what the beauty was doing with the booger between her fingers. I imagined that she had a short conversation with it.

“Hi. I’m Dana. What’s your name?”

In a deep gruff voice the balled up booger answers, “I’m Vince The Booger and I’m part of the family, not the gay prancing around in purple satin family, but the sleeping with the fishes family, so don’t toy with me woman.”

In my imagination Dana laughs one of those “I don’t get it, but it’s still funny” airhead laugh. “You’re tooooo cute. I think I’ll just put you in my belly button and have you for lunch later.”

I know I’ve been working too hard