Whew! It turns out it's not really me that smells today!

All day long I've been smelling some horrid smell. I thought that those burritoes I had for dinner last night had come back to somehow haunt me. Or that the cat had put some mysterious smell mojo on my pants. Or that someone had secretly replaced my morning soap with vomit.

No, it turns out I stepped in dog poo on the way the the office this morning, and I just now found out about it! Its after 3:00 right now!

Although it is quite a relief to know that its not my pants that smell, just my shoe.

 

Argh! I hate when that happens! It's embarrassing to have to keep sniffing yourself in public, and then when you don't smell anything and you feel safe again--along comes another big whiff of stanky.

 

I believe it was your upper lip...

might wanna get that checked.

 

I already checked the upper lip. Nope, it was my shoe.

Only problem is, since I'm stuck at work, I don't have anything to clean it off!

*gets another whiff of stank*

Ugh!

 

Face it, you smell everyday...

 

Dang I wondered what that stench was!

Oh wait, that's just Houston. Hee hee

 

Throw your shows on the neighbor's roof and go by some new shoes my friend.

It's the only way to be sure.

 

I didn't know that dogs ate pizza

 

A co-worker here has a can of Lysol for his explosive gas he can't control. Lucky for me too, since I've sprayed it all over my shoe.

Damnit, I'm starting to rhyme, you see, just like the JCC's Chill_Mike_D.

 

Go into the bathroom and scrape the sole of your shoe all over the sink. Or bang it on the sink; if it's old and hardened it should come off rather easily.

Or just tell your co-workers that your ripeness is comes from not feeling so fresh today and you're experiencing the male equivalent of being on the rag. (!)

 

Eww... to the girl-problem talk above.

Anyway, B'omie since you are in fact 1000 monkeys, this really isn't all that big a deal. Just scrape it off with your bare hands and throw it at your co-workers.

AYBABTU?

 

I tried to scrape some of it off, and for the love of Solo, would you beleive there was corn in the poo? Yuck!

I'm starting to think maybe this wasn't dog poo I stepped in outside, but something much, much worse

There is an Asian monkey named Who Flung Poo in here....

 

Oh God! Flashbacks of Friday

Izel: Hey everybody! Smokey's back her taking a ****!

 

"throw it at your co-workers."

LOL. That reminds me of the time in 6th grade when I was using the bathroom and a guy next to me proposed we "have a #### fight." Strange folk...


Anyway--yeah, if there's corn in it...suspect the worst.

Just run around in your barefeet and insist to anyone the inquires that you're "just a free spirit."

 

I'll tell them I'm an oversized hobbit.

 

My Man I Know You Do Not Have B'O That Would Marr Your Smooth Image, it is indeed time for your Rhythm and Rhyme. I know just what to do with your Doggy Poo on the Shoe: Scrub and Rinse like a Playa-Prince, for that is what you are. B'omarr to the Mack, Jack.

Chill

 

^ Translation: Wash your shoe.

 

Damn, D, that makes all my problems just float away, with what you say; but it's now the end of the day, and I'd like to stay, but hey, I've got a brew I need to put away.

 

Oy vey!

 

Ya, he does NOT put the BO in B'Omarr!

 

Well, B'omarr, I know what type of dog you need to be on the lookout for:





The culprit was probably a.....








POODLE

 

LOL! B'omarr, you're the best.

I recommend you bury your shoes.

 

technically it is you that smells, i mean, where ever you go, that smell was following you

sorry to burst your bubble

 

oops! icky icky goo.

 

My Man Your B'oms Arr droppin' on the Love Defenses of All the Hottest Honeys, please do enjoy your brew. I do what I can to applaud a man such as yourself, so go grab a Butt-Shelf and have yourself a Superificalliatios Good Time.

Chill