Where is Dr. Scholl when you need him?
On my way home from the office, I had both my windows open and was enjoying the fresh air. Until I realised that that fresh air smelled like sweaty feet that have fermented to a cheese-like, vaguely poo-scented funk. I actually thought for a second that my own feet were polluting my air...it was kind of hot and I had some poorly ventilated slip-on type shoes on, so you never know...but after closer consideration I decided it really WAS Milton Keynes stinking up the joint, not me.
FYI, you don't want to live in a city that smells like sweaty feet.
FYI, you don't want to live in a city that smells like sweaty feet.
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