The funky smell has transferred to the P-finder(the DONKEY). It reminds me of the Seinfeld episode were B.O. transfers from a valet to the car. In my case, the rank reek that is my house has somehow seeped into my car. It probably came from the garage,where I usually park until the door broke today. Sometimes I feel like our house is falling apart. The most random things stop working. I blame B-rett. Anyway, I guess I will have to clean it out and find the real culprit(I am not entirely convinced the smell is not me).
It's funny you should mention that it might be you...cuz my first thought was that the smell is something I am used to when I'm around you...lush! kidding :)
ReplyDeleteIt's the alcohol seeping out your pores...you probably reached toxic levels between Thursday nite's binge and Saturday's kegger!
or maybe you're wearing the same clothes you swilled beer in Sat?
B-K-Mel
classic B-rad quote:
ReplyDelete"Hmm, that is a wierd noise, but the car is still running, it must be okay.
Maybe not the best way to go about
car care."
Bri (no hypen)