4 Jokes About A Big Nose

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Updated on: Aug 12 2025

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I've come to realize that having a big nose is like having a front-row seat to the Nostril Olympics every time you sneeze. It's an event, I tell you! The precision, the distance—I'm practically launching tissues across the room. I should get sponsorship deals from tissue companies. "Introducing the new Ultra-Nose, making sneezes a sport and cleaning up a breeze." Just imagine the training montage: me, in slow motion, dramatically launching tissues into wastebaskets. It's like the Olympics, but with more allergies.
You know, folks, I've been thinking about getting a nose job lately. Not because I want a smaller nose or a cuter button nose—no, no, I'm thinking about going the opposite direction. I want a big nose, like a really big one. I want to embrace it, you know? But here's the dilemma: do I go for the classic ski slope look, or should I aim for the 'I can smell what you had for breakfast from across the room' kind of nose? Choices, choices! I just hope the surgeon doesn't get carried away and give me a trunk. I don't want to be mistaken for an elephant in a lineup!
You ever notice how people with big noses are always the first to know if someone is baking cookies in the neighborhood? It's like having a built-in radar for deliciousness. I mean, who needs a fancy security system when you have a schnoz that can detect the scent of fresh chocolate chip cookies from a mile away? Forget bloodhounds; we should be recruiting people with big noses for search and rescue missions. "Lost hiker? Don't worry, I'll find them—I can smell the trail of granola bars they left behind.
Trying to find sunglasses that fit when you have a big nose is like trying to find a needle in a haystack. I walk into a store, and the salesperson hands me these delicate, stylish frames that look like they belong on a tiny fairy. I put them on, and suddenly I look like a bug wearing shades. It's a real challenge finding sunglasses that don't perch on the bridge of my nose like a delicate bird afraid of commitment. I need sunglasses that scream, "I'm here to stay, and so is my nose!" Maybe I should start a line of sunglasses specifically designed for people with prominent proboscises—call it "Shady Schnoz Wear.

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