Adding the goat pen was my idea. Nobody could figure out what was missing, but everybody agreed that it definitely needed something, and I remembered goat pen. The rest is history!
I was bleeding the brakes on my daughters van, and an awful smell came from the brake fluid. I just couldn’t identify it, not that it was something to remember or write about.
I lived in a rural area for 32 years, unincorporated and away from town ordinances. Occasionally the wind would waft such scents our way. Most pungent were odors from a large pig enclosure about three miles away; and a veal calf barn about half-a-mile away. And some farmers spread cow manure on their fields. That’s part of life living amongst farmers. Most offensive were those who burned trash and didn’t care where the smoke drifted.
Ever since that fling with Medusa, he has unwillingly shed his cranial shell on a monthly basis. His displeasure and discomfort at this event is wrought in echos as a mallet to a bell, sounding alarm and announcing its own foul demise. It’s contractions releasing an odorous quivering imprint, not easily forgotten.
An olfactory delight, a connoisseur’s expert opinion, a former oinophile’s expansion into ambient aromatology.
Yes, yes.
Caricatures, however, raise an eyebrow or two. Some faux-Perikles wearing his not quite Corinthian helmet (traditionally explained as cosmetic coverage of his exceptionally high forehead)? And the helmet speaks and does the smelling?!
Surely, this is some 21st century AI conjure-magic!
The true image here perilously parodied may be seen at the Wikipedia article “Pericles” (sic).
Steve Bartholomew 3 months ago
Now that you mention it …
charles9156 3 months ago
i didn’t smell that
Ubintold 3 months ago
And it makes a fine wine.
Jml58 3 months ago
I didn´t smell anything. The gods have blessed me with no sense of smell.
Earthling Premium Member 3 months ago
Oh that? That’s the sick people baking in the goat pen with their unwell goldfish. Every Thursday at 6:00. Don’t know about the jet fuel though.
phritzg Premium Member 3 months ago
Fred and Lamont Sanford must be having another barbecue.
Brass Orchid Premium Member 3 months ago
Adding the goat pen was my idea. Nobody could figure out what was missing, but everybody agreed that it definitely needed something, and I remembered goat pen. The rest is history!
Rotifer POLICE VIDEOS WERE SO OCTOBER Thalweg Premium Member 3 months ago
I think I’ve olfactorially covered everything on the list except maybe mulberry and dead goldfish (do other kinds of dead fish count?).
Brass Orchid Premium Member 3 months ago
I have Frog Applause Illusion lyrics in the process of re-writing. Yeah. That’s right. I put Frog Applause in the title. What of it?
The Old Wolf 3 months ago
So, you’re saying it smells like Nashville, Tennessee?
goboboyd 3 months ago
High minded? Naw, unwashed tonic laden hair.
pategar 3 months ago
It’s just Wilbur Weston.
charles9156 3 months ago
wonderful contrasting background!
ChukLitl Premium Member 3 months ago
Sorry, my bad.
Linguist 3 months ago
The COVID-19 gods took away my olfactory acuity and left me with lingering unidentifiable scent impressions.
Rev Phnk Ey 3 months ago
And you may ask yourself, “Well, how did I get here?”
Eagleskies Premium Member 3 months ago
WHAT!!….no applesauce? Huh!
Lafsalot Premium Member 3 months ago
Oh gawd! This has me so nostalgic for Boones Farm Strawberry Hill!
drivingfuriously Premium Member 3 months ago
I was bleeding the brakes on my daughters van, and an awful smell came from the brake fluid. I just couldn’t identify it, not that it was something to remember or write about.
PraiseofFolly 3 months ago
I lived in a rural area for 32 years, unincorporated and away from town ordinances. Occasionally the wind would waft such scents our way. Most pungent were odors from a large pig enclosure about three miles away; and a veal calf barn about half-a-mile away. And some farmers spread cow manure on their fields. That’s part of life living amongst farmers. Most offensive were those who burned trash and didn’t care where the smoke drifted.
UltraLameFest2 3 months ago
It’s so intense, even the helmet has to comment.
UltraLameFest2 3 months ago
Re: Blog I sense some overlap between the phishing warning and the potato pamphleteer. Creating a sense of doom if you don’t act urgently…
Howard'sMyHero 3 months ago
I only love the smell of napalm in the morning …!
coltish1. 3 months ago
What? There was no essence of surveillance pickle?
davewhamond creator 3 months ago
Oh good… I thought that smell was me.
willie_mctell 3 months ago
Put ’em all together and you get that old Olympian favorite, ambrosia. The stuff Jove and the rest ate had no Jello in it.
6turtle9 3 months ago
Ever since that fling with Medusa, he has unwillingly shed his cranial shell on a monthly basis. His displeasure and discomfort at this event is wrought in echos as a mallet to a bell, sounding alarm and announcing its own foul demise. It’s contractions releasing an odorous quivering imprint, not easily forgotten.
markkahler52 3 months ago
Hint of potpourri for good measure….
Sisyphos 3 months ago
What ho?
An olfactory delight, a connoisseur’s expert opinion, a former oinophile’s expansion into ambient aromatology.
Yes, yes.
Caricatures, however, raise an eyebrow or two. Some faux-Perikles wearing his not quite Corinthian helmet (traditionally explained as cosmetic coverage of his exceptionally high forehead)? And the helmet speaks and does the smelling?!
Surely, this is some 21st century AI conjure-magic!
The true image here perilously parodied may be seen at the Wikipedia article “Pericles” (sic).
[signed]Your friendly Sisyphean hyper-pedant….
*Hot Rod* 3 months ago
Sparky warky was a parking marky hockey lurky-darky sung in La Alpo.
*Hot Rod* 3 months ago
What if Superman’s Judy Lane.
*Hot Rod* 3 months ago
Pot Munchies brownies.
*Hot Rod* 3 months ago
Wow I could have had a V8 I mean a Klondike bar.
*Hot Rod* 3 months ago
Redeoderise the second arm pit.
Imagine 3 months ago
In any case, it smells lame.
3hourtour Premium Member 3 months ago
…reminds me of being in the back seat of my first car…
…Nanky-poo…
…a 1972 puke green Plymouth Valiant…
…with my first girlfriend Kathy Friend…
…watching the submarine races…
…tours of the Froglandia Bathmat Factory still gives me chills…
… most people don’t go on a smellcataion…
…why dogs smell butts…
…now…
…say it in Latin…
…my first 7 gocomics passwords…
…the forgotten fifth verse lyrics of…
….Cheeseburger In Paradise…
…my last Scrabble word list…
…rejected titles for my new novel…
…Cracker Barrel…
Howard'sMyHero 3 months ago
Per Gaggle’s “translate”:
The Latin version of the English pronoun “it” can be either of the following: “it”, “illud”, “id”, or “ollud” …!
( believe ID or naught )
Rotifer POLICE VIDEOS WERE SO OCTOBER Thalweg Premium Member 3 months ago
I should have said something earlier, but I really really like the dude’s hat.