We Are Rantasaurus Rex, Hear Us Roar

Dear Society,

I don’t give a crap about propriety, but all I know is that you’ve got two nose holes, two of ‘em, and they get stuck full of gunk and boogers and slime and we all know it! Free yourself from the restraints of those who tell you that you can’t get a good pick in there once in a while!

Can we please, please, please get rid of the taboo about diggin’ for gold? Hell, that’s how some states in the Union were founded.

All I know is that when I wanna go deep and really get that sucker stuck way up in my sinus cavity, I should be able to do it without Miss Perfect Mother, her blonde little kids, Old Lady Across the Street, Shocked Commuter and God himself gawking down on me like it’s some sort of crime.

We’ve all got business up there and I will attend to mine whenever I goddamn please!

Nasally Yours,
Clyde