I was in an elevator the other day when, all of a sudden, it smelt like expired pepperoni mixed with broccoli. Of course, no one is going to fess up to the deed. This is why life should be more like cartoons. If someone farts, you see a little puff of air from their butt. You can't hide that.
If something stinks you would see stink lines above it. If someone is running fast you would see some speed lines behind them. When someone became really angry, steam would shoot out of their ears.
I need to stop watching cartoons.
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