Re: [MLUG - DISCUSSION] [INSANITY] I don't know what - Zits!

["Christian M. Cepel" <EMAIL:PROTECTED>]

Why?  Do non-jocks have better tasting boogers??  *grin*

I have to confess that that does seem rather an oddity....

Ok...  who among you has spouses that obsessively like to pop zits, or visa versa?

Things like this, the shrinks call self-destructive and blame them on a 'Body Dysmorphic disorder'..... just proof that the industry of shrinkage is often full of crap.

Author Clive Staples Lewis had it right when his character Eustace in "The Voyage of the Dawn Treader" described being un-dragoned by Aslan as:

I started scratching myself and my scales began coming off all over the place. And then I scratched a little deeper and, instead of just scales coming off here and there, my whole skin started peeing off beautifully, like it does after an illness, or as if I was a banana. In a minute or two I just stepped out of it. I could see it lying there beside me, looking rather nasty. It was a most lovely feeling. So I started to go down into the well for my bathe.

But just as I was going to put my feet into the water I looked down and saw that ...

... they were all hard and rough and wrinkled just as they had been before. Oh, that's all right, said I, it only means I had another smaller suit on underneath the first one, and I'll have to get out of it too. So I scratched and tore again and this underskin peeled off beautifully and out I stepped and left it lying beside the other one and went down to the well for my bathe.

Well, exactly the same thing happened again. And I thought to myself, oh dear, how many skins have I got to take off? For I was longing to bathe my leg. So I scratched away for the third time and got off a third skin, just like the two others, and stepped out of it. But as soon as I looked at myself in the water I knew it had been no good.

Then the lion said - but I don't know if it spoke 'You will have to let me undress you.' I was afraid of his claws, I can tell you, but I was pretty nearly desperate now. So I just lay flat down on my back to let him do it.

The very first tear he made was so deep that I thought it had gone right into my heart. And when he began pulling the skin off, it hurt worse than anything I've ever felt. The only thing that made me able to bear it was just the pleasure of feeling the stuff peel off. You know - if you've ever picked the scab of a sore place. It hurts like billy-oh but it is such fun to see it coming away.

Mike Miller wrote:

On Mon, 5 Feb 2007, Christian M. Cepel wrote:

I registered IPickMyNose.org to put that rant on someday, but I haven't gotten around to it.  For fun and because they absolutely have to be registered as a set, I registered IEatMyBoogers.org too *grin*

And you'll never get laid again for the rest of your life.

By the way, I don't "eat my boogers."  I can tell you though that I used to have a friend many years ago who did so and he was so screwed up that he used to make his girlfriend eat his boogers too.  Yuck!  The weirdest thing about that is that she was really good looking and he was a big fat football jock (but he was a good football player)  -- I'm sure she finally learned that she could do way better than that.

Mike

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