by teresa
Another school morning.
The smell of Axe and toast in the air (enough to fill your lungs and erase a year off your life).
But at least there is no b.o.
I tried to counter it with a thorough Fabreezing of the entire house to no avail.
I wish I had thought of it first....a spray to cover boy funk. We would be filthy (haha) rich.
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