All of a sudden, he pulls down his mask and jams a finger into his left nostril, two knuckles deep. He pulls out a hybrid. Half hard and half liquified.
Then you know what that sumbitch did? He put that nasty booger in his mouth and totally ate it, then looked right at me and winked.
The end.
Thanks for helping me solve tonight’s mystery of will I be able to keep my dinner down.
This one time in band camp...
Now THAT’S a story!