i've been up for close to thirty-six hours and i'm now beginning to realize just how many degrees of 'twitchy' there really are.
this rather old gentleman came into the store today and purchased a bottle of fragrance that he swore up and down, would have the women following you down the street. immediately after his testimonial, he opened the box and doused himself with about half a bottle of womens' perfume. i didn't know whether to laugh at him or vomit from the smell (something like....deep woods off). without knowing, perhaps even possibly preferring how he smelled, he staggered off into the night.
should i have told him?
did he already know and not care?
tomorrow: weapons in the mail.
wednesday: slappy mcgee's wild ride.
this rather old gentleman came into the store today and purchased a bottle of fragrance that he swore up and down, would have the women following you down the street. immediately after his testimonial, he opened the box and doused himself with about half a bottle of womens' perfume. i didn't know whether to laugh at him or vomit from the smell (something like....deep woods off). without knowing, perhaps even possibly preferring how he smelled, he staggered off into the night.
should i have told him?
did he already know and not care?
tomorrow: weapons in the mail.
wednesday: slappy mcgee's wild ride.
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I wouldn't have told him because others misfortunes are our comedy. You know that!