Of prunes and glue

Let me take you back. Waaaay back. Does anybody remember "The Electric Company"? Rita Morano, Morgan Freeman as Easy Reader, the first live-action Spider-Man series I can ever remember, "Heeeey, you guys!!"... great stuff.

I'm sitting here at work, thinking about a specific sketch. It was an old woman, sitting on a park bench, feeding some pigeons. Along comes a man who sits next to her. He notices that this woman has a prune on her nose, and makes several attempts to ask her about it, but only in round-about ways. Finally he just breaks down and asks point blank... "Ma'am, why do you have a prune on your nose?"

She smiles and replies, "To keep my glasses on. Now let me ask you, why DON'T you have a prune on the end of your nose?"

The young man looks flusterd, "I don't have glasses..."

"Ah!" The old woman exclaims, "That because you don't have a prune on the end of your nose!"

Kids laugh.
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Right now, I've got a wicked pimple/SARS/MARSA/Small Pox blister on the side of my nose and it's causing my glasses to slip. As it is, my aggro levels are rising as the slipping of my glasses just causes the sore to get worse.

I need a prune on the end of nose.

I would wax poetic about "The Great Space Coaster" but that would blow some of your minds. That's right. It's DEEP material.