Monday, January 11, 2010

Adventures in Stank.

It seems I attract the stank.

Remember the neighbor whose breath smelled like dicks? Wellll, my new job has brought me a therapist who smells like crotch. Constantly.

I'm not sure how you can avoid smelling yourself when your scent leaves a trail of little stars behind you. I was sitting here typing away and I knew crotch was behind me, I mean how could I not? I was in close proximity and there were small alarms going off around me. I turn around to grab something off the floor and plant my face RIGHT INTO THE CROTCH.

No no no no no no. There are far too many things wrong with this entire scenario, I apologized and tried to regain my composure but that wasn't all that easy. Wrong, just wrong.


I'll have to recap the naked man's ass in the women's bathroom another day, it's all too much for one day.

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