Tuesday, November 22, 2011

The Gift of a Stuffy Nose

Public bathrooms are no place for human beings.  But sometimes when you're trying to hypnotize yourself with your own wrist watch on the subway platform, so that you can try to unlock your psychokinetic powers, your fingers slip because they're greased up from eating nachos, and you accidentally throw your watch into the watercloset, and have to go get it.

In which case, nothing saves like the sweet gift of a blocked nasal passage, which will ensure that you stay ignorant of the horrid scents which only demons can produce in the salle de bain.

In conclusion: Don't end the magic - never blow your nose in the bathroom.