Posted Thursday September 29
What is that dreadful smell?
I've checked the cupboard, I've sniffed inside the fridge, I've stuck my head out of the window, I've shoved the dog in the garden (he’s known as the Fartmaster!) and I've even checked my armpits but I just can’t work out where it’s coming from.
It’s absolutely rank.
I tried flapping a tea tray, I sprayed an aerosol, lighted a perfumed candle, heated up a spicy curry (I love the smell of a vindaloo, don’t you?) chucked the Fartmaster’s basket out the back door, brewed a pot of coffee (Columbian, my favourite) and even played Natasha Bedingfield’s ‘Smell the Roses’ all to no avail.
Something really honks!
If you are expecting a fragrant end to this tarradiddle, then I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, and if this disgusting odour has infiltrated your pc/laptop/tablet/phone I can only apologise on its behalf, whatever it is!
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