Date: 3/11/2019
By montegibson
I was in a location perhaps similar to a train station or maybe a mall and a fellow carrying his daughter on his shoulders happened to be walking the same general direction as me. In an effort to entertain his daughter, I suppose, the man reached over and put his finger up my left nostril and picked my nose. I realized then that I had a decision to make. This could go completely awry in a hurry or I could find a way to joke about it and laugh it off. Didn’t want to get in a fight with a man carrying a child. So I told the fellow “hey bro, you missed the gold! There’s a big slimey waiting for you in my right nostril.” They laughed and we parted ways. Oh, dreams....