i wouldn't say that i was obsessed, but i remember kind of the feeling of being like, o coly got plato here. But then, i mean, asli shows, they all just get swirled into like one sort of tiye ball. What smell is more familiar than the smell of plato? Nothing. My dad's farts and my dads gatround. The life by smells y a, your mam. Sorry everybody, but you knew and loved what your mam sell I still love how my mam smells,. Isa, little scats close to the bone. Me, noi can't. I can't tell you if i i'm sure
Pete and Val, the one night they have a babysitter, catch up and get INTO it!