Not many people are aware of this, but fingernails most definitely have a disti nct flavor. They taste like stress brought about by an unsatisfactory childhood with just a hint of body dysmorphia, topped off with a generous helping of poor life choices.
Listen, I am no rube. I just don't blindly listen to what people tell me. So I am going to smell my own farts to make sure that they actual indeed smell. Cause the only people farts you can trust in this world is yourself are your own.
6. I Blow My Nose and Look at It so I Know I Exist
Don't touch those toenail clippings I left on the coffee table! They are for an art installation I am working on called, Robin You Broke My Heart and Left Me Alone Like These Scattered Clippings of the Nails ofMy Toes.
MOMA is interested in it. Robin...not so much.
9. The Ripeness of Your Clothes Means You've Lived a Full Life