Je ne veux pas tout le monde -- quand je pense de vous, je me touche! Time is overrated. on 04-23-02
I usually wear Ralph perfume. Or eau de toilette. Or cologne. Or stuff that makes me smell appealing. Or whatever. Anyway. This will be a superficial entry. So about that fragrance of mine... This girl in my survey class asked me if that's what I wore a few months ago. I said "why yes, it sure is!" But now I sit next to her. And she wears it now as well -- which would normally not bother me -- but the only problem is that she...well... She smells like poop. I mean, POOP. Poop and Ralph put together. Palph. Or Roop. She's not a crusty girl, though. She's actually very pretty. And this is what troubles me. I didn't think pretty people smelled like poo. But I guess some of them do. Well, as a result, I bought some new stuff tonight. It smells really nice. I don't detect a hint of poo. Why do girls have this crazy preoccupation with smelling nice? I don't know. It's just in our nature, I suppose. We're trying to please you stinky boys. Oh yeah, and I take back what I said about thongs earlier in the year. They make me feel zexy! (That's "sexy" with a "z," kids). And panty-line free. I feel kind of like a porn star. Or Nancy. It's like a friendly "hello" from my undies, all day long! Oh boy. I can tell I'll em-bare-assed about writing this later. << >> |
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