Thursday, November 8, 2007

boog swamich

Seeing a McDonalds (or something) commercial showing a biscuit last night triggered a memory. I was no older than 8, in the car on the way to my dad's firm party with the whole fam. We were having a contest to see who could come up with the grossest thing. I only recall Mom's: you have a warm, fluffy roll sliced in half but instead of putting butter on it, you spread yellow boogers all over it. Probably at that point I made a joke about the boy in my grade who everyone called Pic-n-Save because he picked his nose a lot and allegedly saved the boogers in his pockets for later eating. He grew up to be a child molester.


Kathy said...

I think you are making this up. The part about me and the roll. The part about the child molester is real.

Jo said...

come on. i'm not that creative and i'm a bad liar.