Once I introduced myself and a friend to this dude known as "booger". Since I'm terrible with names, and this one was way easy to remember, I said booger like 1,000 times: "Hi, Booger! I'm Anne. How are you, Booger? Hey, Booger, I'd like you to meet a friend of mine! Booger, meet Jay. Jay? This is Booger..." and so on. Later that evening, I came to find out that nobody calls him Booger-- to his face. Ah, well. Ouch. Poor Booger. He must have been so confused.
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my family calls me booger.
wanna fight?
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