Diary of a Metal Mommy

Monday, August 01, 2005

A Stink Bomb

Speaking of the "fragrance of release", I love this. We as a people are so paranoid that we are thinking whoopee cushions are bombs. It's a sad state of affairs. Then again, Coreman's farts are a sort of terrorist attack on my olfactories.

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