and the farts are of the sort that your eyes water and every breath feels like you are choming into a spicy sausage. anyone want to take a slow ride in my dutch oven?

mine does too... after that fateful day i life my window open and it rained into my car all night, it never went away.

i love choming spicy sausage and lifing my windows open so everyone can watch.

That's because it's fueled by flowers and happiness.

My car smell is reminiscent of a dog fart filtered through a taco bell potato and bean burrito. I should stop giving crust punks rides from place to place.

take it easy..