that’s just gross

Dear guy driving the blue mustang,

I have a rear-view mirror. I can SEE you with your finger up your nose. Seriously, I understand that sometimes it’s just gotta be done, but do you think you could maybe wait until I’m not sitting in front of you at a traffic light? This light has been red now for two whole minutes and you’ve been digging around in there the whole time. What are you looking for? Jimmy Hoffa? Your lost dignity? Get a box of tissues or something, for the love of Pete.

Love,
Susi

 

1 Comment

  1. Picky McPickums

    If you can’t mine for nose gold in public, what’s the point?

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