What's that Smell

Ok, it's Wednesday, and since our pal Dirk Mancuso milked two posts out of me yesterday, I'm going to slack a little today.

This morning I woke up to go to the gym, and went outside to get in the jeep, when this horrid stench hit me. Wet dog...no. Moldy trash...hmm...nope. Sweaty gym socks...no way. Apparently it's a paper factory about 45 miles away, and since the wind and humidity is at a certain level...WHAM...it smells like day old crap...or something foul smelling.

Oh, since it's Wednesday, and time for America's Next Top Model tonight, I'll leave you with a saying from the BF. "One of you bitches is going home!" Cause we all know Tyra really wants to say that.

Smooches!