Usually, you have to get out of the house because you need to: run some errands, go to the store, go to the bank, meet some friends for drinks, go to work, go to a nice restaurant, see a movie, head to the beach, exercise, take kids to school, practice, etc.
I had to leave the house because I’m an idiot, and decided to open window and allow the bold, pungent odor that attacked my lungs with such viciousness, it’s akin to stepping barefoot into a fire ants’ nest.
I could be a skunk or something else, but man, was it horrible. Febreeze stood no chance.
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