So, I'm a little nuts…
We all know this.
I was doing some writing earlier and trying to describe the way a certain woman looked, and why it affected a dude so much.
And I focused on her nose scrunch.
I LOVE nose scrunches.
They are just so friggin’ cute.
It can be the scrunch a woman gives you when you say something sarcastic and she is pretending to be mad. Or it can even be the kind they make when they get too close to a bag of stinky hockey gear.
It doesn’t matter. I love them all.
A woman could get out of so much trouble with me, just by scrunching.
“Peter, I smashed your car, ate the last slice of pizza, messed up your DVR, voted Republican, was born a dude, enjoy Dane Cook and accidentally, sorta gave Iran some nukes.”
And then she’d nose scrunch.
“Awww. That’s OK, sweetie.”
“Thank you for being so understanding, Peter.”
“Wait… my DVR??”
I swear that if I could go all “Honey, I Shrunk The Kids,” I would live in a nose scrunch. Raise my kids there. Send them to good ivy league nose scrunch schools.
I’m sure you have strange things that you like too.