Hey... Do You Smell That?

Oh yuck! that's disguisting! *barfs* Skunky please wash your feet! PLEASE WASH YOUR FEET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*Gets Skunky and washes him* Yep. Skunky is all clean! please wear clean clothes! not dirty clothes! *gets dirty laundry and burns it* YAY! Skunky is clean! *dances*

LIES! I only got one!

Hmmmm... that's certainly an idea... I might ju-

NO!!!



*Is thrown into the water, still clothed. Climbs out, soaking wet, his fur dripping. He growls angrily at Pear.*

You're lucky that my shoes are waterproof and air-tight, or else you'd really be in trouble!!!

*Takes out a smelly sock he stashed between the couch and holds it to Pear's nose.*

Here... get a good whiff.



That's for letting me smell your stinky feet, you smelling mine, or every 100 posts in here.

EDIT: It's been so long since I've been on here, I forgot that you already did. Sorry about that.

There's something I smell and I have no idea what it is.

Probably skunk, or feet, or skunk's feet.

It's kind of odd how that happens. A few times I'd be reading about some kind of dessert and for some reason, I'd start to smell something kind of like cinnamon, but not quite. It was weird.

*Wrings out his tail like a towel. He shakes vigorously to get as much water out of his fur as possible. He sighs as he flicks his tail.*

Great... now I look like a drowned rat...

But at least my feet still stink.

My feet barely stink. I haven't been doing too much the past few days. It's too cold in Kamloops. Plus all the snow is melting, so the dirt roads are becoming icy muddy messes. I might have to wear boots the next time I go out.

Mine have been pretty stinky lately.

Do not squander the foot stink that you have been blessed with. Be sure to either build up the potency or present them in a way so that others might involuntarily get a whiff.

Like taking my socks off?

Especially taking your socks off. And possibly even tossing them at unsuspecting people. As cruel as it sounds, I've even snuck up behind someone with my sock in my hand and I held it over their nose and mouth as if I were a spy with a cloth full of chloroform and I said "Tell me where they're hiding Metal Gear!" and the person started freaking out.

I had P.E that day, so my socks were extra ripe.

Awesome!

It was. The friend I did it to wasn't too happy, but he was too busy gagging to get back at me. He said that it stunk like rotten cheese stuffed in a dead dog's ass.

Have you ever tortured people with your smelly feet before, Pat?

Not with my feet. Try farting in a small room with no ventilation after eating 2 burritos from Taco Bell. It gets to people. 2 minutes of straight gagging before getting to the door.