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If I sneezed, writers' vitals would spew out my nose like bats from a cave mouth, fiery balls from a roman candle, water from an open fire hydrant.
Shit spews from your lips as from the ass of a pig.
Broken glass. It's just like glitter, isn't it?
The slime that accumulates on the underside of a soap bar when it sits in the dish too long.
And then his world turned into a pelting rain of flaming snot.
My sweat smells like peanut-butter.
Well, you can't know it without something having been sneezed.
Ever since about 3.8 billion years ago, when the first cells began quivering in the primordial ooze, Evolution has produced a nonstop parade of inflatable noses, bizarre genitalia, awkward feeding habits, aggressively antisocial tendencies, and mucus. So much mucus.
The room stank of semen and smoke and sweat and whiskey, of old carpet and sour hay, saddle leather, shit and cheap soap.
Lungs, they do not like to be messed with. I give pneumonia one star and that's for the silent p.
Does koala bear poop smell like cough drops?
What can you see in mine?" "A load of soggy brown stuff," said Harry.
I scoured myself with lye soap from head to toe to get the evil funk of demon snot off me. I have flossed things the gods never meant to be flossed and used things that would be toxic to most living organisms. All to sanitize my body for your chewing pleasure.
I stepped inside. It smelled like cleaning fluid and salt: sanitized tears. Not mine, I thought. "You
It smelled like Lysol and desperation.
The crap and the trash of the world. Post-consumer human butt wipe that no one would ever go to the trouble to recycle.
Listeria, wisteria. Ha. Funny words. She
It smells like... I think it's bile. Tooms must have taken it from his victims' livers.'
'Oh,' Mulder said. He sounded a little sick. 'Do you think there's any way I can quickly get it off my finger without betraying my cool exterior?'... Mulder hastily wiped his hand on the floor.
I fucking hate tomato juice! It's like drinking red snot.
Might as well spit in the ocean
The nose. It can be a nuisance in winter and such a blessing before a meal.
I goddamn near lost my nose. And I like it. I like breathing through it.
What does your vagina smell like?' ANSWER: 'My husband's face.
You can't really dust for vomit.
Albumen, and made other foul-smelling things into
A most malicious cough
The modern nose, like the modern eye, has developed a sort of microscopic, intercellular intensity which makes our human contactspainful and revolting.
If you can't take a little bloody nose, maybe you ought to go back home, and crawl under your bed. It's not safe out here! It's wondrous...with treasures to satiate desires both subtle and gross; but it's not for the timid.
Oh? And what's so stinking about it?.
I've had my fair share of colds, which last longer than they should and can cause wheezing, so I avoid people who are sneezing like the plague and am scrupulous about hygiene and hand-washing.
Throat and eyes and made her cough constantly.
I am pretty sure that, if you will be quite honest, you will admit that a good rousing sneeze, one that tears open your collar and throws your hair into your eyes, is really one of life's sensational pleasures.
It smells like grade school - boredom, paste, Lysoled vomit. I
A pox o' your throat, you bawling, blasphemous, incharitable dog!
Slicker than snot on a door handle.
walked into this exam room, I was expecting another mundane case, considering the evening I'd had thus far. The smell of vomit had been the first thing that hit me when I entered, and I instantly groaned. God, I hated vomit. Give me blood and guts any day. I would rather stitch
Dust billowed around us, creeping under our loose-tied handkerchiefs and into our noses and mouths. It was fine and silty, red as ochre or the brush-tailed fox,
Wipe your mouth,
there's still a tiny bit of bullshit around your lips.
He must not laugh at his own wheeze: a snuff box has no right to sneeze.
Two types of dust I require to wipe my sin
Blue Face
Disgusting taste
Flush it
Shush it
Cold disgrace
People, countries, and objects all end up as smells.
The only substance that goes in and never leaves, are words
wankers snorting
I can't keep my nose clean if it's buried in pussy, Uncle Bill.
I spit on my glove tips, touch it and can see the sizzle. Not good.
the mud. The poop was completely gone, tons of it just dissolved
You ought to choose fewer words that contain S for the time being. You are spitting all over me.
I have an unfortunately clear view, and I am disgusted to see his finger reemerge covered in snot. He examines his treasure and then sticks his finger in his mouth.
When people say "clean as a whistle", they forget that a whistle is full of spit.
If you're dirty, what in this world isn't?!
Noise: a stench in the ear.
I haven't been home for years. My mother's lack of a filter.
Where do the noses go? I always wondered where the noses would go.
My headshot is a scratch and sniff, it smells like failure and onions.
What scrunched under our overshoes as we trudged through the stubble of the grainfield was the nasty mix of moistureless snow and windblown dirt that we called snirt.
Something's nibbling my spleen!
A lot of people think I'm snotty. So what? They never asked me out when I was serving cheeseburgers.
The deadliest bullshit is odorless, and transparent.
Lips, like roses dropping myrrh.
What's on the inside, beneath that sugar? Is it a bug? Is it a booger?
It is not too much to say I was piqued to the tonsils.
Poor Holly. There she was, completely unaware while millions of minute mucus particles, each carrying the flu virus, exploded into the air like rain. It was their germ mission to land on her and try to find their way into an opening of her body, much like a date I once had attempted with me.
Does life really stink or are you sniffing in the wrong places?
Oh. My. God. I'd been dissed. Majorly. Because I was an ugly, disgusting ogre. Snot was probably pouring from my nostrils onto the ground.
If you can't identify it, don't stick it in your mouth.
Those who in quarrels interpose, must often wipe a bloody nose.
Blood? Lava? Evil ketchup?
Aggle flabble kabble . . . snurp?
I dished out and suffered my fair share of bloody noses.
Blood, sweat and fingers.
And do stop sneezing. It annoys me so much when people sneeze.
What's in that pipe that he's smoking?
Her throat, and she hoped like hell he couldn't see it. But
I pick my nose and I'm not ashamed to admit it. If there's a bogey then just pick it, man.
I could tell she was snooty. If she leaned her head back any further, her nostrils would act as teacups.
C'mon on down to the Whiff and Spit; snuff it up and cough it out, Lewis chanted, giving it a catchy rhythem.
A gal who wants to powder her nose should have enough toilet tissue in hand.
Don't stick your nose where someone can pull it off and eat it.
I don't usually stink, but I stunk
Like a sneeze, sin feels good at first, but it leaves a huge mess.
Cruddy Mouthbreather
Snuffleupagus was real.
Like they were puppets, and the puppeteer had sneezed.
The hot, moist smell of babies fresh from naps.
Untuck your shirt, wipe, retuck. No one will see. Otherwise they're gonna crust on your hand like wood glue." This is Booger Training 101. Every two-year-old who doesn't have a taste for them has to learn how to properly dispose of them.
I stick my finger into existence and it smells of nothing.
The space smelled
Bah! The thing is not a nose at all, but a bit of primordial chaos clapped on to my face.
It's all saturated in sweat, pubes, and vegan farts!" Dennis
Well madam, have you looked in the mirror and seen the state of your nose? Boxing is my excuse. What's yours?
A layer of fine powder coats his skin.
"My lungs are turning to concrete," Rob wheezes, hacking and spitting.
"So are my eyes. How do I always get roped into these things?" Avery coughs and pats Rob's back in sympathy. A poof of dust billows from the contact.
Keep your nose to the grindstone. It sharpens your boogers.
All life stinks and you must embrace that with compassion.
contemptuous cough
There are not many things I find more disgusting than recycled airplane air.
When it comes to horseradish, wasabi, or powdered mustard, think "sinus clearing." The most satisfying bites of these brassicas end with a sneeze.
It was just wet, not stinky?
Quiz 1. Leeuwenhoek saw microorganisms in (a) polio sufferers (b) belly button fuzz (c) malaria victims (d) dental plaque
Nothing comes easily. My work smells of sweat.