I sat next to an old lady on the bus this morning,who must have fell in to a tub of odious smelling 'perfume' on her way out, and in her haste to get away, not been able to wash it off.
I felt somewhat rude as I kept coughing, but it was the claws from her pugnent scent scratching the back of my throat that casued me to do so.
(I felt somewhat rude as I kept coughing, but it was the claws from her pugnent scent scratching the back of my throat that casued me to do so.
Fluffy elephants,
Wed 6 Dec 2006, 22:08,
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