There are two camps in this war on our sense of smell. One is outraged and outspoken in its demands that he be stopped toot-sweet, as they say in France. The other is, let the guy live out his dreams - no matter how much we have to suffer. I am in the latter group. Of course, I think it would be a grand idea if they would pony up the money to put in a proper venting system so I don't feel like I am eating my lunch through an old sock.
|I do NOT smell like an old sock.|