Reading and leanring and getting ideas … OH MY!
I never leave the cave without some kind of scent on me … dahmit!
So, I had to make a grocery store run. What should I do!? Nope, not a place to waste the good stuff since I’m gonna be in and out before one can say ‘ELEMENTARY SCHOOLS ALWAYS GAVE ME COOKIES AND MILK, AND NOT ENOUGH COOKIES,’ was my thinking.
I know! Lets do two sprays of IO X4 and two sprays of IH X4! Left side … 1 spray of IO to the neck’s pulse point, and 1 spray of IO to the hand! Right side … 1 spray of IH to the neck’s pulse point, and 1 spray of IH to the hand!
Off to see the Wizard!
I get into the store, and I’m walking around and receiving HELLOs from all over the place. Yes, total strangers. Nothing new, I have that look … YOU’D BETTER SPEAK, OR I WILL COMMENCE TO EATING YOU! But they weren’t intimidating HELLOs, so I’m thinking -MONES!
To me, EVERYTHING was normal from the SOCIALS point of view. That is until I saw this young … blond … cute … nicely stuff in her jeans … working the cash register, HEAD SNAPPED around to look at me. I was checking out her back pockets (niiiiiiice pockets! <licks lips>), which should tell you, I was behind her, but I was off at an angle.
Her head snapped around as though she felt me biting her bootay! Twice, while I was standing where I was. As I got ready to leave, she turns around again, and shares a smile, and sneezes!
“YOU GOT THE COOTIES, EH?”
She laughs, and says, “NO, I HAVE A COLD.”
I pull my t-shirt up over my nose to give her the look of “I DON’T WANNA CATCH IT!” and say, “IF I CATCH A COLD, I’M SUING!”
She laughs, and watches me as I walk out with my t-shirt up over my snorter (nose).
Well, sorry that was nothing to give you a boner, but that’s how the story goes! 
THE END
