After the surgery, I regained an intense sense of smell. Unfortunately, shortly thereafter, I took a trip to New York during a garbage strike! Hardly a way to celebrate my newly gained olfactory sense!

Slowly, over the years, my sense of smell has faded away again. But I can’t complain. For every good smell, there are a myriad of bad smells.

Hey! after an evening of beer, beans & chili….laying down a green mister is the respectable thing to do. A real fun event is to launch one of these sphincter blasts in front of the coolers in the produce section of the local supermarket & watch the reactions of the Patron`s who stray into the gas cloud.

Altho, when the younguns were showing horses, we used to smear that stuff on the male horses noses in case there was a mare in heat at the show. Makes ya wonder!