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I was going over a few emails tonight when William comes over, sits on the arm of the computer chair, leans over slowly, and blows one nasty, stanky belch right in my face. Dead fish! It smelled exactly like dead fish.
I coughed, gagged, gasped for air - you name it.
You've gotta give him props though, because I don't know how it's possible, but that burp smelled even more like dead, rotting fish than actual dead, rotting fish.
He's so good to me.
I coughed, gagged, gasped for air - you name it.
You've gotta give him props though, because I don't know how it's possible, but that burp smelled even more like dead, rotting fish than actual dead, rotting fish.
He's so good to me.