I am home from my trek to Carbon Gambinos on Queen East and I am still smelling pee from the guy that sat near me on the Eastbound streetcar. That was 35 minutes ago.
I think his peesmell transfered to me somehow.
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6 thoughts on “Mystery Pee”
I have a pair of jeans that have never been peed on yet have an unescapable pee smell if they get wet. I just wish they were not so comfy.
I love our little TTC.
LMAO @ SharkBoy
I’m just thankful he smelled of pee and not of sugar, my little diabetic boyfriend!!!
That’s what I hate about the olfactory system – once you smell something that means that little tiny particles of whatever you are smelling are inside your headache. Yuck – kind of makes you want to let the nose hair filter grow in a bit.
Ah pee smells…remove with lots of perfume from the Pamela Anderson wannabe sitting next to you on the next seat–
and thank her for the migraine she gives me as she gags me with the odor de jour………aaarrrrrhhhhggggghhhhhh
Today is Friday, RIGHT????