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Friday, March 25, 2005 I Smell Like Burnt Sausage Yeah, so it's Good Friday and not being Catholic, my daughter decided to fry up some sausages this morning. And fry she did. High flame, stairing blankly at the little links in the pan. The entire downstairs now smells like lightly burned sausages. This is the kind of odor that sticks to clothing and flesh like it was put there with a hot glue gun. The kitchen--which I have to pass through to get out--had a hazy, smoggy look about it that was burnt sausage. So now the car, my cube and myself all smell like some greasy spoon restaurant. posted by Evil Wayne | 10:08 AM 0 comments 0 Comments: |
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