Sometimes, I Wax Poetic...
Like when someone just recently mentioned a place where she used to work. I know the area. This is how I described it.
"River Rouge? That's the place where Hell vomited onto the Earth after a night of binge drinking Draino and rancid yogurt. When the wind shifts, it's even worse. Think 'cattle yard'."
"River Rouge? That's the place where Hell vomited onto the Earth after a night of binge drinking Draino and rancid yogurt. When the wind shifts, it's even worse. Think 'cattle yard'."