Monday, January 28, 2008

A letter

A letter to the woman
standing in front of me
in dunkin donuts
this morning

Dear Mam,

I couldn't help but notice your unique smell
while I waited in line for my coffee

If I was to describe it, I would have to say...
You smelled like a cross between a life-sized
Strawberry Shortcake Doll and a Homeless Person.

Listen.. I know you think that your "Strawberry Perfume"
from the dollar store is masking the stench of your non-bathed body

But you need to know - it's not working out for you

So, Here's a TIP - Free of charge:

For about the same price you paid for that
magical strawberry scent

you could buy this

Think about it.

You wouldn't just be helping yourself,
you'd be helping AMERICA


Jen@ casual slack


Sherry said...

I found you by way of Mel's blog.

Don't you love people and all of their 'unique' smells? Sometimes I just want to grab them and say "What is your problem?" Obviously we need to tell them because I guess they think they smell good!

Coffeypot said...

As I mentioned before, Grannydot was staying with us for 2 fucking months – through Christmas. We have an artificial tree, and for realistic effect, I put in a pine scent air freshener in the tree. Grannydot’s chair was next to the tree, and sometimes, when I would walk by the tree, it would smell like someone shit in a pine forest. Some odors just can’t be covered up.

Annie said...

good stuff.