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so i was standing in line at the grocery store tonight when all of the sudden i was hit with the most pleasant smell ever encountered..it is hard to explain how utterly fantastic it was...it had notes of apples, vanilla, yeast, happiness, it was kinda christmas morning and summer break with just a hint of early morning cuddling..yeah... seriously it was that good...i immediately felt high on the wonder of how friggen awesome amazing life is...so i had to locate the source of this tremendous smell....so i began to turn to find the source.... i knew not from where it came...only that i must nuzzle it, lick it and if it was portable...... put it in my handbag and take it home with me to be mine forever. My complete focus and obsession with this scent was totally gollem-eque...
the source of the smell turned out to be the person behind me.....there was only one person behind me and it was unquestionably that person... I stood, gaping at THE SOURCE OF THE MOST FANTASTIC SMELL IN THE UNIVERSE.... not to be unkind, but THE SOURCE was a troll...seriously.. A TROLL....clearly not a real story book troll.. rather just some unfortunate product of badly combined genetics....so i asked..."excuse me..but i must know what that scent is.. its amazing." THE SOURCE looked really puzzled..and then reported "I don't wear cologne."... ya thats it....not really any punchline....see THE SOURCE is my second run-in with a powerfully, naturally scented human...the first was a man that smelled like a bacon... (i didn't ask pork man if he was wearing cologne...because i find it highly doubtful that anyone manufactures and markets a products designed to make someone smell like a baptist revival breakfast) so in the end i left the store, clutching my yogurt and enveloped in a powerful sense of loss as i walked further and further away from THE SOURCE...im worried now though...what if i run into that magical little troll again...ive moved to a small town recently and i belive im becomeing known...mostly i think they call me the wierd lady that smells people...the deal is if i come into contact again with THE SOURCE..im not sure be able to stop myself from rubbing up against him like a cat in heat.... |
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so i was standing in line at the grocery store tonight when all of the sudden i was hit with the most pleasant smell ever encountered..it is hard to explain how utterly fantastic it was...it had notes of apples, vanilla, yeast, happiness, it was kinda christmas morning and summer break with just a hint of early morning cuddling..yeah... seriously it was that good...i immediately felt high on the wonder of how friggen awesome amazing life is...so i had to locate the source of this tremendous smell....so i began to turn to find the source.... i knew not from where it came...only that i must nuzzle it, lick it and if it was portable...... put it in my handbag and take it home with me to be mine forever. My complete focus and obsession with this scent was totally gollem-eque... the source of the smell turned out to be the person behind me.....there was only one person behind me and it was unquestionably that person... I stood, gaping at THE SOURCE OF THE MOST FANTASTIC SMELL IN THE UNIVERSE.... not to be unkind, but THE SOURCE was a troll...seriously.. A TROLL....clearly not a real story book troll.. rather just some unfortunate product of badly combined genetics....so i asked..."excuse me..but i must know what that scent is.. its amazing." THE SOURCE looked really puzzled..and then reported "I don't wear cologne."... ya thats it....not really any punchline....see THE SOURCE is my second run-in with a powerfully, naturally scented human...the first was a man that smelled like a bacon... (i didn't ask pork man if he was wearing cologne...because i find it highly doubtful that anyone manufactures and markets a products designed to make someone smell like a baptist revival breakfast) so in the end i left the store, clutching my yogurt and enveloped in a powerful sense of loss as i walked further and further away from THE SOURCE...im worried now though...what if i run into that magical little troll again...ive moved to a small town recently and i belive im becomeing known...mostly i think they call me the wierd lady that smells people...the deal is if i come into contact again with THE SOURCE..im not sure be able to stop myself from rubbing up against him like a cat in heat.... careful. in some societies that's considered courtin' |
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so i was standing in line at the grocery store tonight when all of the sudden i was hit with the most pleasant smell ever encountered..it is hard to explain how utterly fantastic it was...it had notes of apples, vanilla, yeast, happiness, it was kinda christmas morning and summer break with just a hint of early morning cuddling..yeah... seriously it was that good...i immediately felt high on the wonder of how friggen awesome amazing life is...so i had to locate the source of this tremendous smell....so i began to turn to find the source.... i knew not from where it came...only that i must nuzzle it, lick it and if it was portable...... put it in my handbag and take it home with me to be mine forever. My complete focus and obsession with this scent was totally gollem-eque... the source of the smell turned out to be the person behind me.....there was only one person behind me and it was unquestionably that person... I stood, gaping at THE SOURCE OF THE MOST FANTASTIC SMELL IN THE UNIVERSE.... not to be unkind, but THE SOURCE was a troll...seriously.. A TROLL....clearly not a real story book troll.. rather just some unfortunate product of badly combined genetics....so i asked..."excuse me..but i must know what that scent is.. its amazing." THE SOURCE looked really puzzled..and then reported "I don't wear cologne."... ya thats it....not really any punchline....see THE SOURCE is my second run-in with a powerfully, naturally scented human...the first was a man that smelled like a bacon... (i didn't ask pork man if he was wearing cologne...because i find it highly doubtful that anyone manufactures and markets a products designed to make someone smell like a baptist revival breakfast) so in the end i left the store, clutching my yogurt and enveloped in a powerful sense of loss as i walked further and further away from THE SOURCE...im worried now though...what if i run into that magical little troll again...ive moved to a small town recently and i belive im becomeing known...mostly i think they call me the wierd lady that smells people...the deal is if i come into contact again with THE SOURCE..im not sure be able to stop myself from rubbing up against him like a cat in heat.... |
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I've heard if you rub a troll juuuusssst right you'll get a surprising gift.
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AHHAHAHAHHA OMFG!! AHAHAHAHHAH Actually I heard if you put a troll between both hands and spin back and forth their hairs goes all crazy like!!! |
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JediGirl... Wherefore art thou?
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Oh to be a Troll or an Olfactory Ogre with enticing redolence
that can bring a warrior of the force to irrevocable ends... a mere concupiscent feline. I must find this Troll. I think I'll start at the store bakery....perhaps over by the apple-vanilla cake. |
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Hey, wait a minute... You're bloggin'...!
NOT ALLOWED! |
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(((Jedi))) seriously that was fricken hilarious..
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