We had sniffer Greenslade, he would be working over his books and there would come this huge greenie sliding out of one of his nostrils, it would hang by the slimest of treads and just before the point of no return SNIFF up it would go like a snapped back spring, only to start its journey all over again.
Many a time i was whacked on the back of the head by the teacher for day dreaming, when in fact i was mesmerised with sniffers greenies.
KISS.keep it simple stupid