Oh, God, I'm with you on the patchouli. When I worked at the bookstore, we had a chick who wore so much of it, you could smell it when she was in her car. With the windows rolled up.
Yeah, patchouli isn't great - it burns my nose sometimes. However, I'd rather smell it - or a dirty hippie - any day than smell a single dryer softener sheet. Cough cough, Gaaaag!
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Oh, God, I'm with you on the patchouli. When I worked at the bookstore, we had a chick who wore so much of it, you could smell it when she was in her car. With the windows rolled up.
Ha! Patchouli, ew, but I have been around worse...once I was scrunched by a "dirty hippie" at a crowded concert and she smelled like BO and crayons.
Yeah, patchouli isn't great - it burns my nose sometimes. However, I'd rather smell it - or a dirty hippie - any day than smell a single dryer softener sheet. Cough cough, Gaaaag!
Ah, Charlton Heston. Will you never stop?
Patchouli....what did I do to deserve that memory?
Beth-Read my novel, there's a character in it just like you describe.
Missy-Yikes, scrunched by a hippie, how did you ever go on? :)
Snad-We use the odorless ones.
JD-Ah youth, one day you'll know what I'm talking about.
Coaster-I'm not sure but it just seemed like the time to mention patchouli, maybe I'm working with the Karma Police.
hey, I STILL wear patchouli, so lay off! when I was in high school about 100 years ago the lunch room ladies accused me of wearing bug spray!
THIS from women who allowed flies to land in the food! I guess they didn't have any bug spray.....
Ugh, patchouli--I lived in Austin TX for a while, and it was Patchouli Central down there amongst the hippies!
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