Smell is the strongest scent connected to memory.
So I wore my brothers clonge today to church, (thanks Brent), and it was funny because this girl who used to like Brent and still sort of does smelled me and was like, "wow you smell good," well I wasn't sure how to respond so I said it was my brothers. She said that she could tell so she contineud to smell me. Then Debbie thought I smelled good so she ran up against me and started smelling my chest. I feel like the guys from the axe commercials. I will wear it to school and see how that works.
posted by Dr. Austiagon @ 10:15 PM
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2 Comments:
Austin, it's cologne. Not "clonge." If you just say that word out loud to yourself maybe you'll realize what I did, which is that "clonge" sounds like the name of a part in the mechanical workings of a toilet.
"Dang it, the clonge is broken again, better go get the plunger..."
By the way, I think you have your blog set in the wrong time zone.
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