Oh, how I love this invention!
Oh, the misery of life, if I didn't own theses!
This awesome little product was invented in the 1920's by a man named Leo Gerstenzang. He stuck wads of cotton on toothpicks and called them "Baby Gays". Please don't ask me, I haven't a clue.
And before you even ask. Yes, I live dangerously. I clean my ears with them. Yeah, I know, whatever!
But, this is not the reason I love Baby Gays. I swear to G O D I will never call them Q-tips again, for as long as I live!
Since moving to Colorado, I have had a major annoyance. No, not my job.
Moving to Colorado has given me a major case of the
Okay, here's the thing. I never had a problem with these little critters. I think it may be the lack of humidity here that makes my nose a little booger factory. Actually, they are not little boogers. These are monster boogers.
But the booger looks damn close. Except for the color.
Enter the Baby Gays!
More like, let the Baby Gays enter the nostril. Yep, that's what I do.
I am not so low as to dig a boogie out of my nose with a finger. That is just gross.
Speaking of gross, as if that thought hasn't crossed your mind. Let me just tell you this.
I have to twirl the Baby Gay around my nostril until it catches the offending booger, then I twist the Baby Gay around and around so the booger wraps around it. Kinda, something like this.
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Just be glad I didn't choose one with a dab of tomato sauce on it.
Anywhoo.... I use the Baby Gays twice a day. And I am happily booger free!