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? 

Consuela:  Uh…

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.