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may the wind fill your sails
Arrrr!!!! It reeks of skunk in me quarters! Oh, for the fresh smell of the ocean breezes where a pirate can breathe heartily...
Dadblasted malathion-spraying. Normally I get the windows closed before they come. *Cough* sputter... blech.
And while trying to figure out where the smell was coming from, I thought for a few minutes that perhaps it was me, that perhaps I needed a fresh pair of pajamas... I would have preferred that actually. But at least they don't seem to spray nearly as often as they used to.
Dadblasted malathion-spraying. Normally I get the windows closed before they come. *Cough* sputter... blech.
And while trying to figure out where the smell was coming from, I thought for a few minutes that perhaps it was me, that perhaps I needed a fresh pair of pajamas... I would have preferred that actually. But at least they don't seem to spray nearly as often as they used to.