On one of our first nights here in bangalore, my husband and i were being driven home from the mall when i swore i smelled a skunk. Strangely, the smell made me homesick.
I said to my husband, “wow, i didn’t know there were skunks in india. can’tcha smell it?” and i breathed in deeply, thinking of home.
My husband whispered to me, “I think what you’re smelling is our man’s [the driver’s] armpits.”
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
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