I fancy myself a perfume connoisseur. I have just the right scent for every occasion. On Saturday I was stopped by a burnt-out ex-hippie whilst excavating in a charity shop, and he asked me what perfume I was wearing. I told him "Euphoria by Calvin Klein" he said "I'll have to remember that, it's so good, it definitely has a cannabis smell to it." See? I chose the perfect scent to take him fondly back to his youth, legally. Luckily for me, I have no previous experience with cannabis, so the perfume reminds me of more healthfully induced forms of euphoria.
Oh, and I never wear a sent that smells like food. I wish to be exotic, like an orchid. Not mom's homemade apple pie.
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