My wife told me that picking my nose is disgusting. Great -- now I've got to do it myself.
Finally breaking through all of the old grudges, confronting past hurts, and truly forgiving my ex-husband was easy. Giving him that hug that says "everything's okay" was easy. The hard part was digging his dismembered corpse out of my flower bed.
I was fired from my job for peeing in my trash can. I know it was a gross thing to do, but I really had to go bad -- and hey, I had my back to my students.
When my parents come to visit, I force them to smoke pot and do straight shots of whiskey. Hey, when you're in MY house, you live by MY rules.