During the half minute or so that Gamble was holding Random, he asked me, "Does she pick her nose?"
I told him that she did not. As I was answering him, she put her hand on his face.
"Oh," I said, "It looks like she wants to pick your nose."
He found this uproariously funny.
And while he was laughing, I asked an ettiquette question. "Gamble? If she picks your nose, who eats the booger?"
"She does."
So now we know. Make a note.
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