Contemplating My Navel

Now that I'm older it is absolutely amazing the stuff that I pull out of my belly button sometimes. I swear to God, last night there was a wrapper of some sort mixed in with the lint. Where does that stuff come from? One of these days I fully expect to find a missing sock. My Dad used to tell me that if I played with my belly button too much it would come undone, but now it seems like if I don't clean it out enough somebody's clothes might not get dry.

-Rocky