my shirt smells like syrup (due to an awesome-smelling candle at aunt-in-law’s house), my pants smell like applewood smoke, and my hair smells a little like meatballs. There’s about a 60% chance I’m going to eat myself by the end of the night.
my shirt smells like syrup (due to an awesome-smelling candle at aunt-in-law’s house), my pants smell like applewood smoke, and my hair smells a little like meatballs. There’s about a 60% chance I’m going to eat myself by the end of the night.