The scent in my apartment implied that a variety of things had died there while I was on my four-day vacation. Intermittent showers didnt ruin the trip and the Georgia sun (big up @GAFollowers) was congenial and kind.
The ride back was uneventful as me and my enamorada listened to some of my classic beats on bit.do/havencredible and youtube. The tunes hit different when you play em through car speakers instead of a phone. (btw #NewMusicFriday sooner than u think!)
Anyway, we opened the door and the alien smell was assaulting. Had somebody broken in without tripping the alarm? Nope, turns out it was potatoes.
Potatoes had rotted in the bag while we were on vacay. Nevermind the adage, "one bad apple spoils the bunch." It should be "One potato, two potato, HAZMAT available?!
They'd turned into leaky, skunky, snottish, bitter, melting lifeforms that, when my fiance tracked it down, had to be dealt with using the same gloves that we use to avoid covid19. Speaking of which,
if #coronavirus smelled like rotten potatoes, I think it wld clarify to a fair-minded skeptic why all the precautions, the where, when, how many are necessary. I'm not caring about the one's intentionally sewing the fradulent, illuminati, confusification. Nobody's confused when
that natural gas smell zoom up their nose. Natural gas is undetectable to the five senses (if you're smart enough to read this thread, you know that already.) but additives are included to give us the sensory data needed to avoid,
vacate, and call the fire dept. You know to evacuate the premises. Same should happen when you enter a covid19 space. Especially given that it's a virus that you breathe out. Could @CDCDirector, @NIH work on this? I live down the street and
