You smell like aniseed and oranges, and I am your humble servant. You smell like oatmeal cookies and wet asphalt, and I bend at the knee. You are a symphony in plastic and carrots, coffee and kitchen paper, rubber hoses and spam, polyvinylchloride and Murphy's Oil Soap, kettle chips and gravel, 3 Musketeers and horse crap.
I am caught 'twixt a life with and without you, and realize that is no life at all.
Originally posted by PBE6Oh bugger, I think I need to give up "Old Spice" for good......
You smell like aniseed and oranges, and I am your humble servant. You smell like oatmeal cookies and wet asphalt, and I bend at the knee. You are a symphony in plastic and carrots, coffee and kitchen paper, rubber hoses and spam, polyvinylchloride and Murphy's Oil Soap, kettle chips and gravel, 3 Musketeers and horse crap.
I am caught 'twixt a life with and without you, and realize that is no life at all.