My nose ring is tiny. Really, really small. Compared to the rest of my body it's practically microscopic. So why is it that with one quick swipe of the hand during a wrestling match gone terribly wrong, Ocean has the ability to catch the side of my nose ring and rip it halfway out, leaving me to grab my nose and run to the mirror crying, "AIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
I got it back in with a little elbow grease and a few sniffles but it's still sore. No more wrestling Captain Destructo without first placing a band-aid over my nose.
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