more about the night paul s. ended the argument by blowing a booger onto bob

The night Paul S. ended the argument by blowing a booger onto Bob, I was just a wee lad, aged 17; if I recall, it was a humid summer night at my job as a busboy at the local country club. My cheeks were peach fuzz, and I spent so many of those nights endlessly cruising the streets with my friends, deliberately getting lost on the back roads, as if burning up the miles would end our small town Indiana boredom.

It was the night Paul S. ended the argument by blowing a booger onto Bob, and Bob was upset. Bob was in a state of high dudgeon. He had a chip on his shoulder (which looked a lot like a booger).

"He blew a booger on me!" exclaimed Bob.

It was the night Paul S. ended the argument by blowing a booger onto Bob, and Paul fled to his office upstairs.

The kitchen phone rang.

"Don't answer it!" yelled Bob. "It's him!"

I picked up the receiver, and a nasally voice inquired whether Bob was there in the kitchen.

"I'm not here!" screeched Bob.

I replied that, no, Bob was not there.

"Well take a note, and let him know we have a big order of sauteed boogers coming up!"

A short digression about boogers: boogers may well be the great equalizer. We all get a little booger hanging around now and then.

Even George W. Bush gets boogers now and then; if you think about this, you know it's true. How else could it be?

Perhaps even now, George W. Bush is in the Oval Office admiring a green, gelatinous beauty perched on the tip of his index finger. George considers what to do with it—all options are on the table; Dick Cheney looks on and says, "Yes, it is a beaut, sir."

But, that was now and this is then (or whatever)...

And so...I shall always remember the night Paul S. ended the argument by blowing a booger onto Bob. It was a lesson in life, a peek into the raw underbelly of the human condition, a lesson I have carried across the threshold into manhood, and I shall carry it with me always (the memory, not the booger)...

...my enduring memory of the night Paul S. ended the argument by blowing a booger onto Bob!