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She's a Picker

Stop picking your nose... Why? it feels nice... I'm watching you know! And that doesn't make me think twice! Silly woman, you astound me. Lovely man, why do you stick around me? 'Cause you don't have a care in the world, and don't linger a second on others thoughts. Then if you know me so well, why does me picking my nose give you such shock? I guess because I never get use to your oddity... Oh dear me! Don't speak of me so modestly! ...So are you an archeologist? Did you find any relics? Not quite...it's deep in there...when I get rid of it I'll relish. EW! EW! EW! EW! STOP PICKING YOUR NOSE! But if I stop you'll never see if I ever dug the gold!

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Date: 3/14/2010 7:41:00 AM
This is my PICK of the day. Annoying behaviour expressed in such a creative way. Great Write Jessica. Best Wishes Always, Bill
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