Earlier this week Mark flicked something at me. Fortunately it missed and hit the passenger window instead. And it looked like a booger.
I was horrified. He was laughing and laughing.
He told me me to pick it off the window; no way Jose.
When I asked why he flicked the booger at me, he just laughed and said
So that you could have a little bit of me on you.
Somehow he turned a possible booger into a sweet sentiment (kind of).
So weird. But I love him.
PS. This is an isolated incident. I do not normally get boogers flicked at me. We were just having a weird day.