The Stench Of Evil

the adorable one is, well, quite adorable. and quite evil. his favorite evil thing to do takes place while we're shopping. i'll be minding my own business, perusing at my own pace, and then . . . a stench so awful, so terrible, so very horrid, engulfs me. meanwhile, the adorable one, looking quite evil and satisfied with himself, is a good ten to 15 feet upwind.

if darth vader could fart, he would be proud of the adorable one.