A couple sits on a sofa. He has foot odor and she has Mouth odor. After a moment of awkward silence, she says, “Paul, I have To tell you something.” “No need,” Paul raises his hand, “it’s OK. I Know you ate my socks.”
A couple sits on a sofa. He has foot odor and she has Mouth odor. After a moment of awkward silence, she says,
“Paul, I have To tell you something.”
“No need,” Paul raises his hand,
“it’s OK. I Know you ate my socks.”