Flying Boogers

Nostrils by Greg O'Connell.

We had a family reunion in Bend, Oregon, this weekend. The town is at a high, dry altitude . . . which means my nose dried up.

So there I was talking to my younger brother, E., when I sort of snorted. We were both surprised to see a big chunk of dehydrated snot rocket out of my nose!

"Wow," said E., "looks like a bat flew out of the cave."

Good one!