or had a friend that had one? This same puppy well lets just say it has that puppy smell. So you put him in the tub and give it a good bath…soap, shampoo and conditioner.
Once done your puppy smells like a bouquet of flowers…but you know from all the excitement that the puppy most likely needs to go potty. So you carry your now clean smelling sweet bundle of joy outside sit it in the grass, let it do its thing
and let it take a short walk around …then you pick it up only to find that puppy smell is BACK…what is the cause of this??? At first I thought it was the fur…wrong…I know this due to I also own a cat (Lucky) Lucky never has a smell…lucky smells the same, wet, dry or even if its been two years from taking a bath…
I mention the above because I have a story to tell…about a different kind of smell… DIFFERENT but the same…now that I have you totally confused here is the story…a few days back I came home for lunch my daughter Allison was cleaning the kitchen and my son was down the street at his buddies house playing…
As I was sitting down in my favorite chair I noticed out of the corner of my eye a flash of golf carts and four wheelers turning into my driveway. It was my son and his posse (group, gang, for you people out there not in the know. Ha-ha) I have to admit they drive some pimped out carts…
Ok the photos above are not their carts…but some of them look almost the same... anyway after a few moments I heard the group come in the back door on their way back to my boy (Myles) room to play. I got a quick hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello from each of the boys as they disappeared down the hallway. Then a few minutes later my daughter was heading down the hallway, on her way to her room…as she passed Myles room I hear…”Ewww you boys smell” I dismissed this and went on with my lunch.
Well I finished lunch and it was time to go back to work so I made the walk down the hallway of doom, as I now call it. As I walked I was all of a sudden hit (like with a brick)
I mention the above because I have a story to tell…about a different kind of smell… DIFFERENT but the same…now that I have you totally confused here is the story…a few days back I came home for lunch my daughter Allison was cleaning the kitchen and my son was down the street at his buddies house playing…
As I was sitting down in my favorite chair I noticed out of the corner of my eye a flash of golf carts and four wheelers turning into my driveway. It was my son and his posse (group, gang, for you people out there not in the know. Ha-ha) I have to admit they drive some pimped out carts…
Ok the photos above are not their carts…but some of them look almost the same... anyway after a few moments I heard the group come in the back door on their way back to my boy (Myles) room to play. I got a quick hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello from each of the boys as they disappeared down the hallway. Then a few minutes later my daughter was heading down the hallway, on her way to her room…as she passed Myles room I hear…”Ewww you boys smell” I dismissed this and went on with my lunch.
Well I finished lunch and it was time to go back to work so I made the walk down the hallway of doom, as I now call it. As I walked I was all of a sudden hit (like with a brick)
with that unmistakable LITTLE BOY SMELL!!!
Oh my god!!! It almost knocked me off my feet (you have to imagine little boy smell time six in a very small room) Wow!!! Killer, killer. I swear it made my eyes water…
Then I made my way out the back door trying to escape the smell open the back door and was hit with a worse one…LITTLE BOY SHOES…
Then I made my way out the back door trying to escape the smell open the back door and was hit with a worse one…LITTLE BOY SHOES…
twelve in all…even my little dogs Taco and Bell did not even dare to come up on the back porch to have a chew!!!!!
Well I guess the moral to this story is…HMMMM I guess there is no moral…little boys just stink…for all you non parents out there…you just want understand, until you have one OF YOUR OWN… Ha-Ha.
Big Al
Well I guess the moral to this story is…HMMMM I guess there is no moral…little boys just stink…for all you non parents out there…you just want understand, until you have one OF YOUR OWN… Ha-Ha.
Big Al
