What I learnt from a busker
Moby | 18/4/2008We were sitting outside a local pub in Cartagena, Colombia. A busker walked up, grabbed a chair and table and balanced them on his chin. Not bad I thought.
He pulled out a 5inch nail, and proceeded to push it all the way into his nose, the head disappearing inside with a snort and a flick of his head.
Now he really has my attention. He does it a few more times. Then proceeds to do the same with a screwdriver, all the way till the handle is pressed against his nose.
I asked him for the nail, intending to act the fool and not actually put it up my nose.
But he came over and in rapid Spanish was explaining what I had to do. I understood nothing but put my head back, and probably something like don’t move too much or cough.
So now I can insert nails and lolly pop sticks up my nose to the gross entertainment of anybody around. Haven’t managed to get paid for it yet though.