Have you ever had that friend back in grammar school who ate his own boogers? And have you ever wondered what exactly became of that kid? Indeed, rarely do we pose the question:
What becomes of the booger-eaters?
Now, if you’re anything like me, you’re at least a little suspicious about how the government handles your tax dollars. But if I were to find out that they were conducting long-term studies on the fates of the eaters of boogers, I would rest easy. Indeed, I’d likely volunteer to pay more towards it.
You see, I have some pretty good idea of how things shake out in life for those children who sup in this fashion. Think about it: open unfettered booger-eating likely requires a certain mind frame, one that screams “To Hell with what they say, I really like these nose gremlins! There’s a rare tanginess to them and they pair well with the lunchroom milk!!!”
Indeed, a true maverick spirit seems to infuse the habit and its trappings.
Who knows? Worthwhile studies could bear out that the booger-eater of today is tomorrow’s great leader. We certainly can…and have…seen worse.