by Anonymous
I work in an office overlooking Grand Ave. Everyday, during traffic hours, there is a huge amount of booger eaters digging away and licking their fingers for that precious nugget. Its funny for a second then it quickly becomes nasty as it doesn’t really end. Gross! Would a booger cafe work here? I mean, boogs produced by hot guys and chicks on a menu like oysters?? I gotta wonder what the draw is, as a kid I wasn’t into it. You portlanders though love boogers more than any city I’ve ever been to.