Why is it okay to blow your nose into your hands in the shower and let the water clean them, but you would never do it anywhere else and just wash them in a sink?
ummmm. It's not okay to do that in the shower. In fact, an ex of mine did that while we were taking a shower together and I almost broke up with her. Then I realized that there was no one else to have sex with at the time, so I stayed with her after explaining that she could never, ever do that again.
Posted by: dmathisen
491 days ago
Uhhhh I didn't think that actually was ok...
Posted by: maryswanson76
491 days ago
I thought all guys did this.
Posted by: MikeyLikes
491 days ago
"Don't judge me." Hah! Anyway, why would you blow your nose into your hands in the shower when you can just snotrocket right onto the shower floor? Not that I have a problem with using your hands, just seems like an unnecessary extra step.
P.S. Chicks: We pretty much all do this. Just don't think about it, and hope we never do it in front of you.
Posted by: gregschen
490 days ago
its totally ok as long as you do it as you are washing your face
Posted by: diggity
490 days ago
Not only do I agree with doing that in the shower, but I am willing to do this at the sink in my house. Not yet ok in public, but in the house it's ok. Embrace it, my friend.
Posted by: wissinger
490 days ago
Totally acceptable so long as there is no one in the shower with you. Just saying.
Posted by: Xandra8650
489 days ago
-Upon turning twenty-eight next week, only 731 days will remain before my thirtieth birthday. This realization is frightening, because I’ve found that twentysomethings generally pass judgment on other people’s age without paying attention to their own. For instance, a twenty-eight-year-old pilot at the airport seems young to me; a twenty-eight-year-old chick on MySpace seems old to me. But a twenty-eight-year-old sitting in the airport checking his MySpace (i.e., me) seems just right. With that in mind, over the past few months I’ve tried to pay careful attention to what turning twenty-eight really means and what the last 731 days of my twenties might be like. First observation: calculating to the day exactly how much time you have left in your twenties is really unhealthy, neurotic, and weird.
-You know you’re twenty-eight when, for the first time in your life, you turn to your buddy and complain that the bar you’re in is “too loud.”
-You know you’re twenty-eight when you find yourself reading Maxim while taking a shit in your apartment and thinking to yourself, “Why the hell do I still subscribe to Maxim?”
-When your birthday nears, girls find out what zodiac sign you are. Chicks seem to find it interesting that I’m a Gemini. Some of the most intelligent women I know read their horoscopes religiously. Who the mother-fuck cares? It’s all bullshit! If I bang a Libra, I don’t think, “Our moons must be aligned!” No, I’m just wondering how I even managed to take her home since the bar was so goddamn loud.
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