A Quote by Tre Cool

It's not how you pick your nose, it's where you put that booger that counts. — © Tre Cool
It's not how you pick your nose, it's where you put that booger that counts.
Love is like a booger, you pick and pick at it. Then when you get it you wonder how to get rid of it.
You can pick your friends, and you can pick your nose, but you can’t pick your friend’s nose.
As one old gentleman put it, " Son, I don't care if you're stark nekkid and wear a bone in your nose. If you kin fiddle, you're all right with me. It's the music we make that counts.
What if someone picks on me?" I asked Then I'll pick on them". What if someone picks my nose?" I asked. The I'll pick your nose, too" Rowdy said.
But inside, I'm going, 'Oh my God, is my zipper up? Do I have a booger in my nose?' That's my inner monologue.
Genealogy of ideas. You don’t get to pick your family, but you can pick your teachers and you can pick your friends and you can pick the music you listen to and you can pick the books you read and you can pick the movies you see.
I used to worry that I had a booger in my nose or that my skin was dry or any little thing, because I wanted people to like me. But now I don't give a damn.
Siobhan also says that if you close your mouth and breathe out loudly through your nose it can mean that you are relaxed, or that you are bored, or that you are angry and it all depends on how much air comes out of your nose and how fast and what shape your mouth is when you do it and how you are sitting and what you just said before and hundreds of other things which are too complicated to work out in a few seconds.
You should never put the new antlers of a deer to your nose and smell them. They have little insects that crawl into the nose and devour the brain.
How come I can pick my ears but not my nose?
You look so polished from your hair down to your toes, but still your finger's gonna pick your nose.
You transition as a mother from literally just pulling a booger out of that person's nose whenever you see one until at some point they assert: "No, I'm a person. You can't fix my underpants on the subway."
Getting your license gives you the right to pick your nose in the car.
Pick up a camera. Shoot something. No matter how small, no matter how cheesy, no matter whether your friends and your sister star in it. Put your name on it as director. Now you're a director. Everything after that you're just negotiating your budget and your fee.
I pick my nose and I'm not ashamed to admit it. If there's a bogey then just pick it, man.
We all understand genetics. You get your eyes from your dad, your mom's nose, there's nothing you can do about that. But your spiritual genetics you can choose, pick, embrace and commit to. That's what I did.
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