Ooh-ooh, that smell...
BaddJack
We have a local frozen dessert drive-in that constantly features new flavors. It snowed six inches overnight, so the special today was called "Mid-summer dream." The photo on the menu looked like it was primarily citrus, and it sounded like a good plan. I ordered one. To go.
That means that the girl at the counter put a lid on it, and I drove back to my office in great anticipation. I carried it to my desk. I popped off the lid, closed my eyes and took a deep sniff, hoping the aroma of summer would help carry me away.
Wrong.
It smelled like stripper cologne.
That means that the girl at the counter put a lid on it, and I drove back to my office in great anticipation. I carried it to my desk. I popped off the lid, closed my eyes and took a deep sniff, hoping the aroma of summer would help carry me away.
Wrong.
It smelled like stripper cologne.
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Here in southwest Missouri, we also have the aroma known as "Meth mouth." Nothing will snap you to attention quite like stripper cologne and the smell of rotting teeth.
reading some of the comments reminded me of something that happened a couple years ago. there was this dancer that i knew from another club that was working in a bikini bar that had a semi private dance area that certain girls would let you really push the limits during a lapper. looks and persanality wise she appealed to my senses and i decided to buy my 1st lapper from her. i was sitting and she was standing between my legs with her back to me and bent over with her ass about 18 inches from my face. i pulled her g-string down and the stench almost made me fan my hand back and forth in front of my face to chase it away. PHEEEWW!!!! i instantly pulled her g-string back up. pushed her away a little and guided/turned her around with my hands and prayed for the end of the song. maybe i caught her on a bad night, she really is a nice girl and i didn't want to hurt her feelings but that was also the last dance i ever got from her.
i still run into her sometimes and she always comes over sits and visits with me when our paths cross and she's smarter than most dancers and has never pressured me for another dance but i will never forget the one i did get.
I was tipping Peaches on stage today and she said that I smelled like water mellon. I went back to my table and asked gridget if I smelled like water mellon. She said "thats my body spray".
You must truly be a gentleman.
actually clubber, like i said, she's really a nice, smart, pleasant girl to talk to (and good looking too) and maybe i caught her on a bad night, but i decided that i wasn't going to tempt fate again so it will never again go beyond conversation.
What did it taste like, BaddJack?