Mine is plain/lightly salted Doritos/tortilla chips dipped/scraped in unsalted butter.
I’m now wondering whether this is a little too specific of a question and I just really needed somewhere to get this off my chest…
Mine is plain/lightly salted Doritos/tortilla chips dipped/scraped in unsalted butter.
I’m now wondering whether this is a little too specific of a question and I just really needed somewhere to get this off my chest…
I pick my nose.
I bet you do too, don’t judge.
Or do: It doesn’t really matter what you think of me because I’m not a telepath.
There are two types of people in the world: People who pick their nose, and liars.
Seriously though, slowly pulling out one of those boogers that tickles your brain is a unique joy.
I once had a bloody nose while walking, I was about a half hour away from home. Since I don’t carry tissues, I did what made the most sense and just held my thumb over my nostril. Once I got home I grabbed a tissue and took my thumb away while leaning over the bathroom sink. Nothing came out, but my nose was plugged. I twisted the tissue and inserted it, removing it pulled out a 3 inch long bloodclot cast of the inside of my sinus that fell onto the palm of my weak hand. It was like a slug made of blood. The feeling of it slithering from my face was what I imagine to be the closest approximation of what the loving embrace of a benevolent god feels like while cumming. It was a transcendental natural high that no experience has come close to.