Recently Bitsy & I were hanging out with Bitsy’s sister – Consuela.
At the pub
Bitsy: Want to Smell my tampon?***
Consuela: Uh, no.
Bitsy: It smells like Spring Breeze.
Consuela: No thanks.
Later that evening
Mark: [Holding new bar of soap] Want to smell my bar of soap?
Mark: It’s better than ‘Want to smell my tampon?’
***Bitsy and Conseula insisted that I explain that the tampon was unused and scented by the manufacturer. I was just minding my own business drinking my beer at the time.