Thursday, February 23, 2006
No-nose Jones
She doesn't have a nose in the first place. That's her sympathy factor. If she just had a bum nose and wanted to trade it in, then we'd just say, "Live with what you were given, girl." But you might still be thinking she should be happy she doesn't have to smell ammonia and meat farts. But no. She doesn't have a nose. She can never be snooty. She can't thumb her nose at anything. And what's the use of her pinky without boogers?
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