A friend of mine, Bubba, showed me his Wooly Booger. He had it in a wooden cage with a door on top. He raised it just enough for me to see, and that was the ugliest and meanest animal I have ever seen. He pulled it out of the cage on a heavy leather leash and warned me to stand clear.
He threw down an old glove and said "Wooly Booger, my glove". That thing lit into that glove, snarling and screaming, ripping the glove to shreds!
Then he threw down his hat and said "Wooly Booger, my hat". In about 10 seconds there was nothing left of that hat!
I said, "Bubba, I gotta have that Wooly Booger!". I paid him and took that Wooly Booger right home. My wife came out and in her usual sarcastic voice asked what I had bought now. I told her it was my Wooly Booger. "You idiot", she said, "there ain't no such thing as a Wooly Booger!" I opened the box and told her to see for herself. She looked in there and said "Wooly Booger my butt".
The funeral service is tomorrow if you'd like to attend!