When I started my 8-mile run yesterday, I had gone more than 24 hours without a shower. By the time I got home from my run, I smelled quite ripe and so did my clothes. So, I stripped down, left my dirty running clothes on the bed, and jumped into the shower.
Later in the day, my crazy cat
hopped onto the bed, reached out and grabbed those clothes, and began smelling,
licking, and wallowing around in them. She
*loved* those smelly running clothes. I
don’t know what she found so powerfully intoxicating about that clothing, but I
sure wish it had the same affect upon my wife and I could bottle it ;)
LOL!! It sure as hell ain't gonna be those running clothes!! RIPE is right!
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