Smelly Guy

In one of my classes there is a guy who stinks. I mean, he is smelly. And I can't figure out who it is, because the stench seems to hit me from all directions. It could be a girl, I suppose. But there's mostly guys who sit around me in this class, which is why I think it's a guy. So I wrote a poem especially for him:

Hey Smelly Guy, who sits next to me in class

Your total stench makes me need a gas mask

I understand that you smoke, and that's okay

But maybe you should cut back from 20,000 cigarettes a day

I'm not asking you to smell like delightful flowers

I just wish you would take showers

Because my nose is not but a few feet from your disgusting body

And trust me, no girl's gonna think you're a hottie

As long as you smell like rotten beans

Please, oh please, get clean

My speech anatomy test got moved to next Tuesday, which is a great! My week just got ten billion times better when I found that out! Since my paper and language acquisition became deleted off of my to-do list yesterday, I have slept approximately ten much-needed hours.And I did laundry. Bonus points to Carolyn for productivity!