Ow, my face

When I woke up this morning and put on my sweatshirt I noticed that part of the hood that was close to my face smelled like a lady! Yum yum it was nice but I'm pretty sure no women have rubbed up against my hood recently...but then again I don't wash my clothes enough so the smells usually build up. Well, the mystery lives on, and I have to go watch Crank Yankers sooooooooo....I guess this is goodbye for now! Later fags