Sunday, August 21, 2005

Smell My Bush

I was talking my mom today and mentioned that I saw a plane at the beach and thought of my Grandpa. To which my mom replies, "oh, I know what I wanted to do while you were home..." She trails off and stops. "What?" I ask. "Oh," she says, "this sounds bad but...I....wanted you to smell my bush..." *silence*
"...because I think it smells like the pipe tobacco your Grandfather used to smoke."
When's the last time YOUR mother told you to smell her bush? Huh? Never, that's right, and probably for good reason.


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