Or maybe roses
If there really are aliens out there, I hope they smell like lavender. That way, when they invade and we have to kill them all, we can crush up their dead bodies and recycle them as potpourri.
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Tuesday, December 18, 2007
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Potpourri? Pish-tosh! I won't have it in my house!
Did you forget to take your meds again today?
Better than them smellin' like aliens, ya know, Glade cinnamon.
Janna, come see my "unique Christmas tree." http://workofthepoet.blogspot.com
Remind me to call Garthrok and have that tracking device un-installed in your spine, now that you're onto their relaxing aromathalien goodness.
Mr. Fab: It's only a matter of time.
Steve: Do gummy bears count?
TheTeach: I'm not all that fond of cinnamon, really....
Morgen: So THAT's why my back hurts all the time these days...
NOW I know what to do with the ET in my basement!
Oooh... cheap Christmas presents. Thanks for the tip!
Metalmom: Glad I could help!
Marilyn: So does this mean you're going to send me some?
Ever the practical one you are.
Travis: Always!
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