I finally figured out why the woods down here smell so much nicer than New Jersey.
UPDATED: Sorry, Interwebz. I can’t seem to fix it from my phone. This is probably another one of those secrets that Demi Moore doesn’t want me to expose to the world. *sigh*
UPDATED AGAIN: Here you go, folks – the most anticlimactic resolution in the history of all anticlimactic resolutions. Sheesh.
All that work for some stinky old strawberries. I blame my lack of MFBT for all of this broohaha. And Demi Moore, of course.
You know, whatever picture you have up there isn’t loading for me, so I’m left to ponder a big white space.
I feel so meta.
I’m drawing a blank too!
Moi aussi, but I have to be pretentious while saying it.
Can’t see a damn thing.
*grumble* It’s a ghost. A vanilla scented ghost. Summabitch.
I thought you’d been bragging about NOT getting the frozen tundra we have up north?
Well played, Sarah.
I keep putting my nose up to the monitor, and I can’t smell a thing except windex.
Is Windex the secret?
I hear its good for your skin, anyway.
I was going to suggest that Long Island might smell a lot better too if the woods were nothing but white voids…
PINE TREES is why the woods down here smell so much better.
(I reserve the right to change this comment later if/when the void is filled.)
True story. And close to the right answer. But it turns out those tiny little pine trees come in multiple flavors.
I knew it! Emptiness smells better that the woods!
PS: Came SO close to saying “Big white box” before I realized how it would sound.
Just thought you should know what could have been.
I’m a supporter of big white boxes. Really, I support all boxes regardless of size, color, or elasticity.
Next time remind me to do this shit ahead of time, k?
Is that first one some sort of weird Rorschach Test. Am I supposed to say what I see when I look at it? Is it wrong that I see a naked Joan Rivers chugging peanut butter from a jar? Do I need years of therapy? Arghhhhhh……
Naked Joan Rivers is never wrong. Never. I’m going to assume the peanut oil in your vision is slowly dribbling off her perky, surgically-enhanced nipples, too.
aha! and here i thought it was the absence of dead bodies dumped by the mob.
All the bodies are IN the water here. No really, the water is so deep that when people drown it takes them years to turn up. Gross, eh?
hahaha. That’s great. You don’t need MFBT. In Maine, there’s a lysol scented one. hahaha. Now I’m cracking myself up. I, on the other hand, do need MFBT.
Sounds like you’re sleeping about as well as I am, lady. 🙂
Really? Here in KY they scent the woods with beer cans and meth labs. If it weren’t for the bear traps they surround them with, I would wander around looking for one to take a picture of for you. *sigh* These rednecks are SO protective of their beer cans.
Word is there’s a few of those labs down here, too. So far, nothing in visual range has exploded. Unless you count my cooking experiment last night. I say that doesn’t count. The end.
Mmmm… strawberry scented pine trees. I imagine that’s how the woods smell in the land of unicorns and rainbows.
You? Adorable. The end.
HOLY CRAP! I didn’t even know they made air fresheners that big.
You are the only person I know who can still generate a million comments on a blog by posting a white space. Others have tried. And failed.
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