Maybe I like the smell

Mom has a very sensitive nose. It is apparently a female-thing. Like when the furnace was going she smelled gas. Dad didn't smell it. Sure enough when the gas company came the meter went off like lightening. The Gas Company Person said that when a female calls the gas company they always take the call seriously.

Nothing gets Dad evicted from the bed faster than eating lunch at his favorite Chinese restaurant. No sooner than he walks in the house than Mom can tell what he had for lunch. Dad spends the night on the couch.

Mom doesn't like Poop Breath either. I like Poop Breath. I am a Female. Why doesn't Mom like Poop Breath, being a female, too?

I suppose I should feel better that at least Mom is fair. If I have Poop for lunch, no sleeping with Mom. Dad has something like Chinese for lunch, no sleeping with Mom.

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