Hey Sucka Flya

I was surfing the net while picking my nose just now when some kind of unnaturally big sized dust or something entered my nosal system and I had to pick harder to get it out. So I felt a dejavu.

One time I was shopping for clothes, a big ass fly flew straight into my nostrils with the speed of an x-wing. It was so deep inside I had to phuke it out onto my tongue and then spit it out. All the while maintaining a poker face so as to not let anyone at all suspect that A FLY JUST ESCAPED THE WORLD INTO MY NOSE AND I HAD TO SPIT IT OUT.

With that being said, I'm flying to NY tomorrow in my private jet to shop for some fresh threads.