I like picking my nose! It feels good! I get a lot of my best thinking done when I'm digging for gold, and I should be able to do it in my own car, on my way to Safeway for toothpaste and Cheerios, as much as I want! The Constitution gives me the right to pick my nose without persecution. But you were probably too busy in school planning your wedding to know that. You think because you have 10 different shampoos and a toe ring for every occasion, you can spew your standards onto other people? Fuck off! (But, if you do want to sleep with me, that'd be cool.)
--Anonymous