BoogerPick

When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious
diatribes about how hard things were when they were growing up; what with
walking twenty-five miles to school every morning … uphill BOTH ways
yadda, yadda, yadda
And I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way in
hell I was going [...]

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