Last night I was walking to one of the bus stops to get home, and wasn't paying attention to what was on the sides of the sidewalk and walked right by a Baby's Breath bush. Didn't know it was there until I got a humongous whiff of the stench. In an instant Py, who had been hiding in the back of our brain, was instantly fronting, making hissing and spitting and snarling noises and flailing about in disgust as he tried huffing out the stink. When it was over, I amused myself imagining Amy's reaction to that reaction had she been there to witness it.
Yes, that is how much we hate the stench of Baby's Breath. That vile, vile odor.
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