Posted on 06/01/2024 10:16:17 AM PDT by Mr.Unique
I took my master’s with lots of students from India. Whatever spices they ate seeped through their pores. Some of the girls were beautiful, but the fragrance. Whew!
Sometimes, we’d do group projects, and they would need rides to the library. Oh boy.
... and I’ll put money down that they were.
In my uber every single one of them reeks of skunk weed. Every. Single. One.
Meth cookers smell like cat piss
If the explosion doesn’t get them first
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