In some cases it's 40 years later, and I still to this day remember being completely grossed out by these guys. This will be an ongoing blog, as I recall these freaks. Here are my feelings of terror and repulsion, all for your benefit :-)
Meyer Barenholtz
Meyer was the kid in school you just felt bad for. Little guy, bad complexion, and just bizarro looking. Luckily for Meyer he went so far off the weird scale that he rarely got picked on to his face. David Kniddle got kicked in the balls everyday for being a whiner, but Meyer made it through 8th grade pretty much unscathed.
Still, his fascination for all things booger was something to behold. Starting at the beginning of a (no kidding) 8th grade Stock Market class, he'd slyly tilt his head, slide the little finger up, pretend to scratch his cheek, then go for it. Anything he'd find in his nose would end up in his mouth. Then he'd do a subtle grind on the nuggets until they were nestled deep in his tummy.
By the end of the school year, Meyer decided he just didn't give a shit anymore and went for it. Meyer'd blow into a kleenex, wave the kleenex in front of his face to inspect it, then ceremoniously pick the best boogers and chow away. Lucky for Meyer he was the smartest kid in school, cause he wasn't gonna end up an Abercrombie model or anything.
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