Sundays Are For Sebastian #222

Sebastian is my nine-year  ten-year old and he says some of the funniest things–we have no idea where he gets his material since his mother and I are rather boring, serious people. 

On shorter car trips these days, when his older brother is not in the car, I offer Sebastian the front seat. On one such occasion, at a stop light, I looked over to the lad and noticed that he had a protuberance from his left nostril. As he physically examined his nose, it quickly became clear that the visible portion was just the tip of a much larger iceberg.

After only cursory “digging” he unearthed a rather large, well, booger.

He then started a frantic search of the front half of the car for an appropriate way to dispose of the, well, booger.

There was no such relief to be found: no tissues, no napkins, not anything. He then asked sheepishly: “what should I do?”

Before I could utter a response, he added:

“Should I put it back in??”

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About the drunken cyclist

I have been an occasional cycling tour guide in Europe for the past 20 years, visiting most of the wine regions of France. Through this "job" I developed a love for wine and the stories that often accompany the pulling of a cork. I live in Houston with my lovely wife and two wonderful sons.
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