After brushing my teeth this morning, I wiped the spittle and toothpaste off of my face with what I thought was a clean towel. The cotton blend was hanging on the door from yesterday’s shower, and I grabbed a corner to mop my mouth.
It smelled as if I rubbed my face directly into a farmers armpit, or a plate of liver and onions. Now my moustache stinks …
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