bad scent

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they're selling a new cologne at the Rarty Room. It's called "Man's Muskination". It's the type of stuff a dude puts on and smells like cross between a horse and chocolate and sex-testicle stuff. It's supposed to make women go fucking nuts. Pheromones and all that terrible business. So my manager Peter Arpentar is constantly dowsing himself in. It's making me go crazy. Like, in a really bad way. I can't handle it. A strong odor can be a horrific thing for your life. I don't know what to do. I need the credits. I do. So I'm bearing it right now. But how long can a man's nose and sanity handle something so bad?

Fckc.

Cyfu.

Fuck.