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why, back in my day, we didn't even have noses to bury. we had to go out every morning looking for a wild nose before we could even consider burying it in something, and then, and then, we'd be right back to not having a nose and have to do it all over again the next day! Infuriating!
@djsundog Worst was when your "funny" uncle got your nose.
@mdhughes oooh, my uncle ricky, that bastard was ruthless with the nose thieving, and then he'd taunt me with it mercilessly for the rest of the day. ptui!
@djsundog the domestication of the humble nose was a godsend to us bookworms...