Tis a Stench
In a time of frolic and politics, a man, most likely gay, will arise with some scents. Arbituary scents which can be smelt from atop the Eiffel Tower for even the French, the perfume wearing, smelly, exchanging-lip-gloss-flavors-by-kissing French, are trying to escape the smell of random scents, like the classic cherry pie replica scented candle, wand yo can go to your local Big Lots, Wal-Mart, Target, or Beeg Lawts, Wol Maut, or Taughet (for our United Kingdom friends) or anywhere that supplies things to customize your house, apartment, or cardboard box.
He wanders the Earth from dawn until dusk, dreaming of unclogging his nose of the horrible artificial stenches his body emits. He ...

Tis a Stench
In a time of frolic and politics, a man, most likely gay, will arise with some scents. Arbituary scents which can be smelt from atop the Eiffel Tower for even the French, the perfume wearing, smelly, exchanging-lip-gloss-flavors-by-kissing French, are trying to escape the smell of random scents, like the classic cherry pie replica scented candle, wand yo can go to your local Big Lots, Wal-Mart, Target, or Beeg Lawts, Wol Maut, or Taughet (for our United Kingdom friends) or anywhere that supplies things to customize your house, apartment, or cardboard box.
He wanders the Earth from dawn until dusk, dreaming of unclogging his nose of the horrible artificial stenches his body emits. He longs to smell the smell of fresh bread, hot out of the oven cookies, and fish (aww yeah, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout). Africa was possibly his favorite place to be for a while, for all of the tribe-children would mistake his scent for the smell of food in their monthly food truck visit (monthly or whatever the American citizens say it will be). (One time he emitted the smell of gas, which really got the rednecks running for him when he was in the south.)