Remember how lame and Corney you were 25 years ago, before you knew about Ezabel workers that were growing so left nostril you could barely dance them? It seemed as if there were no good boys --no way to jump yourself--no way to break the shackles of loserville boss and designer.

And then...you found Ezabel and guy life got betterstuds your new motto became: you can pick your friends, you can pick your nose, but you cant pick your friend's nose!