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A bad case of funky breath
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I was alerted to the sight of a delicious looking guy who just boarded the bus and i was rather delirious when he decided to sit in front of me.

I noticed that his hair looked really soft and i almost wanted to reach out to touch it when something pungent filled the air and i was really repulsed because it smelled really sourish .

I attributed it to the surroundings as the bus just went past a canal.

I thought otherwise when 5 mins later ( and good distance from the canal ) i scowled at the smell again.

There was nobody near me except......... Could it be ........ ?

I stared hard at him. He yawned.

The smell almost drowned me.

Goodness , it smelled like sulphur.

Then it dawned onto me that if i could smell his funky breath from where i was sitting , then it must be a torture to talk to him.

You know , i can never tolerate bad breath.

WHy?

Because everyone has a resposnsibility to keep their breath fresh.

Like regularly brushing teeth .

And not to forget the daily ritual of cleansing the tongue. It really really works wonder okay.

And breath mints.

Hunk ? So what. Your breath stinks.

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Sweeeeeeeeeet.
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I don't understand whats going over me recently. I've been going ga-ga over such mini skirts from Abercrombie and Fitch / Hollister. They look totally gorgeous with a white spaghetti top and a simple pair of havainas. Damn. My poor wallet.

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