from his friend mister k, a good friend of master f, who had borrowed a shirt for our raucous trip to bullwinkles so he wouldn't be too hot-
sniff sniff, 'master f, your house smells good. i can smell it in your shirt.' (continues sniffing)
wow. thanks tide. i really appreciated that! i swelled with that one all day. who knew that would make me feel like a great mom for a few moments. advertising really does work.
