I wish there was a kit where you could blow your nose into a machine and it would tell you so you could be sure to not infect other people with your gross.
No such thing.
It's times like this that I wish I was a scientist and could invent such a machine, because I'm pretty sure I would be a multi-billionaire in like five minutes, but alas, I am not.
I'm just a lady with a dream. A snot-testing dream.
That doesn't sound pathetic at all.
Not even a little bit.
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