Psychological Warfare

My buddy Mike was just talking to me and as we talked he kept rubbing his nose.  Nothing makes me more paranoid about having a booger hanging out of my nasal cavity like someone touching their nose.  It makes me think, “Shoot, I have something that probably looks like Jabba the Hut hanging from my beak.”  Which may be the truth, but then also touching my nose may reveal that I really do have a large something-or-other hanging from it thus actually finding out that I was socially goofy in a way more outward than just my behavior.  It is like I’m 14 or something 🙂

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  1. Don’t worry man, I’ll be the first to tell you that there’s a “bat in the cave” if you need to know. I’m just a good friend like that – oh, and I suffer from the same phobia. 😉

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