Hey, What's That Smell?

Comment by Ken

Ken — Fri, 03 Dec 2004 00:11:58 +0000

Though your story has done little to whet my appetite for steak, I still enjoyed it.

Comment by Javi (Guest)

Javi (Guest) — Thu, 02 Dec 2004 14:59:40 +0000

- and we were both subjected to a cloud of stench that irritated mucus membrames, burnt corneas, and caused the skin to blister. she ran screaming.

i had to run to a local purveyor of hazmat suits, drano, and plungers...

...i never saw her again, but strangely, i still talk to my brother.

don't ask me why.

Comment by Javi (Guest)

Javi (Guest) — Thu, 02 Dec 2004 14:55:11 +0000

being the stand-up guy that he is, my brother simply let himself out and went back to his home while i was at work. i got back from work, and wouldn't you know it, on that exact same day, a comely young lady was moving into the aparmtnent next door and she asked me if she could see my place, just to see how it differed from hers - but before this could all turn into something out of the penthouse forum, i opened the door to my apartment -

END OF PART TWO

Comment by Javi (Guest)

Javi (Guest) — Thu, 02 Dec 2004 14:54:08 +0000

noodles - you are righteous man who was clearly brought up right. never throw out the steak - NEVER! (it's like frederic forrest in "apocalypse now" - never get off the boat!)

i had a stench issue in my old bachelor apartment once - let's just say my brother had been staying with me, and - before leaving - something horrible happened in the downstairs guest bathroom. something i couldn't describe without going back to therapy...

END OF PART ONE

Hey, What's That Smell?

Ken — Thu, 02 Dec 2004 01:28:38 +0000

A minor disaster today at the Real Kato House.