Middle daughter and I were cooking the other night, and she suddenly thought she smelled something awful. She went to the open window and sniffed ... no, it wasn't coming from outside. She smelled the air ... no, it wasn't wafting through the kitchen.
I said, "Gee, I hope it's not me. I did shower today."
She buried her nose in my sleeve and said, "No, you smell like your usual shirt."
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