boogers 4 dinner 鼻屎成为晚饭

no, the locals don’t eat boogers for dinner, but sometimes during this time of the year we all eat them unintentionally.  why  you ask?  well….


this is windy season, and when i say windy – i mean it.  with that wind comes lots of dirt, grit, and other pollutants that are anything but good for our physical extremities.  thus, there are also lots of booger manufacturing, and i mean constant and efficient production that is done around the clock by the millions of people who reside in this part of the world.  i have found that it is impossible to harvest all of those little annoying things and they can’t stay in their residence long otherwise we would not know where they go…thus, where do they go?  i propose a theory that states that they are inevitably absorbed into the digestive system by way of subconscious swallowing.  yum, yum…boogers for dinner.


let’s hear it for the dusty winds of northeast asia!hat it is impossible to harvest all of those little annthe clock

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previously known as the young rockin' couple on the east side. we've been on the east side for 8 years now, and we've grown from 2 to 4!

3 thoughts on “boogers 4 dinner 鼻屎成为晚饭

  1. ok…I haven’t been grossed out in a while…this did it!!! LOL!!! did I say that I miss you guys??? Well just in case you forgot..I do<3

  2. As disturbing as this is, I had a dream the other night that I ordered boogers at a concession stand for a snack. In my dream this was a common snack for many people. Maybe I had this dream just so I could comment on this post. Haha….

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