Nope, can’t get mine to fit all the way up there either. I guess I could give it a good shove, but unless there’s a Doper working at the nearest emergency room, I don’t think I’m going to try. I don’t feel like explaining to some unsuspecting healthcare worker why I need them to go foraging for jewelry up my nose with tweezers.
I enjoy making “eraser pigs” a la Matt Groening’s “Work is Hell”. You take a pink eraser, stick 4 thumbtacks on the bottom for legs, two on top for ears, another for a snout, and still another for a tail. They’re cute AND it’s a great way to waste office products.
And ShadiRoxan, I’m going to need some clarification on this “birth hole” of which you speak. Is it like an extra belly button? How deep does it go?
I’ve tried to put my wedding ring on or in pretty much every part of my body. At least every part that is socially acceptable to have exposed in public. I’m the type that has to always be fiddling with something and my wedding ring is the item I always have at hand. I usually don’t notice what I’m doing. My wife had to point out to me the other day that I was sitting in a restaurant jamming my ring in my ear.
Just wanted to chime in and report that this was the first time I’ve ever destroyed a keyboard due to spraying coffee/water/coke before I even opened the thread
I know a Gastroenterologist. You wouldn’t believe some of the stories he can tell.
Like the one guy would had a penchant for eating batteries. After yet another on-call trip to the ER to remove batteries from his stomach, my Dr. friend asked the guy to please confine his battery eating to normal office hours.
My wedding ring was blessed by a vicar. It is the very symbol of my wife’s love for me. It is an indication of our lifelong commitment to each other. It is now covered in snot.
I feel… dirty.
Net result: A sore nostril. (Actually, two. It was painful going up the left, so I gave it up as a bad job, and tried on the right. That hurt too.)
Conclusion: My wedding ring will not fit up my nose.
However, I think coinage might work.
I wonder how many 5p peices will fit…?
If you Americans want to play along at home, a 5p piece is about the same size as a dime. Jjimm, as an aside… if it will fit up there vertically, will it go up there horizontally? Like those Amazonian women who put plates in their bottom lips??
Those spinner rings (aka prayer wheel rings, worry rings, fidget rings) are a great stopgap for when you have to be actin’ fancylike in public.
I got mr. emilyforce one with the loose part carved as a train of elephants. He plays with it all the time, right in front of people, and doesn’t even endanger his nasal health.
I am soooo reminded of a little schtik some college friends of mine had.
I went to an acting college, which is to say, I studied with lunatics. There were roughly twice as many women as men in our class, so the boys tended to stick together. They had a repertoire of ongoing gags to cement their male, uh, bond.
One of their favorites… one guy would take a wire coat hanger, look at it, pull on it a little, and stick his head in it so it squished his face. Leave it on a few secs. Say, “Ow!!” Pause, take it off, look at it. Hand it to the next guy over, like passing a roach. First guy encourages second guy to try it. He does! Repeat.
Oh, such fun we had back in the day!
Almost as fun was three or four guys simultaneously miming, with invisible partners, a makeout session…
The rubber-band-in-the-hair trick is the funniest thing I’ve seen this week. I’m sitting here giggling like a pothead.
My wedding ring is sacred, so I’m not sticking it in my nose (heh heh, Eve said beezer), so I’m looking around on my desk for other options. Paper clips? Too easy. Push pins? I don’t think so.
Unfortunately, the next-smallest item is an Altoids tin.
Since you asked. I spend the last 45 minutes turning my carrot into art. The thing tasted bitter and terrible, so I didn’t want to eat it. So I’ve been using my teeth as lathe bits to make it into a fancy chair leg looking thing. Once complete you will be able to purchase this original wolfman piece of art on Ebay for $500.
I am soooo sorry it was a wedding ring you stuck up there, ** jjimm ** I think I have a crush on you now. Oh God, that makes me even weirder than you…
-Lil
It’s a small hole that is right above where the top of my right ear connects to my head. It’s about the size of a normal ear piercing.
In high school I liked to freak people out so I thought, hell, why not try and see if an earring will fit. It’s actually just deep enough so that the whole earring post will fit in.
I was also the girl that sat in the back of class with the pen clipped on my lip that I was trying to shove up my nose. Sadly not much has changed over the years.
Oooooh… very cool. That sounds like it could occupy me for a lifetime. I like shiny spinny things. I’ll have to find one that fits my sausage fingers (size 13 or 14 I think).
Ohoh! Another Doper here with a hole in his head. Seems to be genetic; me mum has one too in the same spot. I can partially insert a toothpick in it, so it stays dangling there.
Apparently it can become infected though, so watch out.
