(buckle your seat belt, this is an actual conversation we had this morning…)
Me (knowing fully well I will regret asking): "What, honey?"
S: "You know the Coke machines in the lunchroom? You gotta pass by them everyday to turn in your lunch tickets…"
Me: "Yeah." (Did someone say "Coke"???? 🙂 )
S: "It’s really gross! Gannon wiped a booger on the Dr. Pepper button and it’s still there!"
Me (turning green): "WHAT?!?!"
S: "Yeah, he’s not even at our school anymore, and it’s STILL THERE!"
Me (incredulous it’s still there): "Well, a truly servant thing to do would be to get a rag and clean it…"
T, chiming in: "Mom, it’s not coming off, it’s been there like THREE YEARS!"
Me (wondering if any ADULT knows about this, or instead–and surely more likely–has been blindly pressing a crusty-mucus- ickified Dr. Pepper button for years now): "…a very WET rag…!"
T (with a classic conversation ender and why I HAD to blog this): "But, Mom…it’s a signature booger."
p.s. And for anyone who read yesterday’s post, no, this is NOT what I was hoping to "write well"….
Avast me mateyblogbud. ARRR. Little heathen a leavin’ boogers on the DP Button. Just hit the GROG button, much better drinkin’ anyhow.
ARRR !
Oh my… signature boog. What will they think of next?
I wish I could post the conversation that Anna and I had about the female anaotomy on my blog… she really cracked me up 😉
OR femaleanatomy … either works I suppose *snort*
Oh Robin!!!!! How can you sleep at night knowing that booger is there? I would be at the office today with a pail of ammonia and tell them that you are on a mission! If you tell them the story, I think they’ll understand.
I will never touch another vending machine again.
GROSS!!!
Funny but gross.
*forgot my place.
Grog is much better drinkin’ any o day!
Boogers are gross but not as nasty the smell o scruvy dogs I live with. Arrrr
Yeah, Robin, it’s a signature booger. That’s like the kid’s trademark and it’s obviously working because the other kids still remember him. Gosh.
Scrub the decks
Batten down the hatches
Better yet, get me the bleach.
I had to sit at the top of your blog for a few minutes so RePete could look at your “toeses”. He loves toeses, especially painted ones. Hope you are feeling better.
And why is it so hard for folks to grab a tissue?
Signature booger, oh crap that’s hilarious. I love it!
Robin… Umm… Robin…
*ahem* I just got back home from business travel to read this post. Now I’m ready to yack.
That totally wigs me out.
Grog, eh? Okay…I’ll let you know how that works out…
Mary, what’s a letter or two? YOU MUST POST THE CONVO! FIND A WAY, lol (and lemme know!).
Red Bess, lol, how could you forget you were a she-pirate??
Mark, Hmmmm, true…(STILL ick!)
Red Mary, Amen, sistah!
Robinella, he’s my new bff! 🙂
Nikki, funny, yes, DISGUSTING? yes, too!
MikeY, yacking and wigging? love it (but it sounds like you might be coughing up a hairball…better get to the vet…I mean, doctor! 🙂
Min, I just found out today…I wonder how I’ll sleep tonight :/…
Bwahahahahaha! I love that – Signature Booger
Well, that explains why I don’t buy drinks out of machines. Also why I bring my drinks from home to work. I will have to ask my 15yr old daughter if there are any boogers on the vending machines at her high school. After she gags, vomits and tells me just how gross I am (that happens a lot) I know she will look tomorrow at school. I know her too well to know that she cant resist anything even remotely resembling gross things. hehe
OMG, there are just so many things in this world I would just RATHER NOT KNOW. Thanks for sharing, and changing my view of Coke machines forever. Or anything in public for that matter.