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I always say my wife has a dogs nose. She often says, "what's that smell? It smells like something died in here" or, "are your shoes down in front of the door again? Can you put them in the close so I don't' have to smell them?" I can never smell any of it.
She has guided us to blitzing bluefish on the boat before just by smelling the oily mess.
I've never gotten away with coming home smelling like coco butter either…"Don't tell me you were you at the shoe show tonight?"
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