If snot was sexy, I would be Angelina Jolie when she first met Brad on the set of Mr. & Mrs. Smith. Because really there's nothing sexier than an adultress stealing a married man from his already smokin' hot wife....I digress. Did anyone see Brad and Jen on Oprah this week? VERY different interviews on behalf of Oprah...Jen got raked, Brad got fondled...just my opinion, again I digress. So, back to the snot. I am beyond myself with leakage, red nose, no voice, ear pain, coughing up green goo...the list could continue below the waist, but I am sparing you. So, I went to the Sunflower Market in Murray yesterday (LOVE them!) and got some pro-biotics. I willingly swallowed 14 million bacteria along with the Actifed, Tylenol, Nasonex, Zycam....I would rather have had a REAL cocktail, but this had to be done. So, as I bend over to pick up my Costco TP roll that has taken the place of the non-existent kleenex boxes, since I can't find my way to remember things when I actually went to the store, I leaked all over the couch. How can one person produce this much snot??
If snot was sexy my nose would be a Victoria's Secret thong.
If snot was sexy red and cracking would be the new tan and bronze.
If snot was sexy Chanel would mix it with water, bottle it and sell it in Nordstrom's for an obscene price to panicked husband's at Christmas.
May all your snot be sexy....
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