Getting fresh in the bathrooms

[azurelunatic]

My curiousity got the better of me when I was alone in the restroom. I took a paper towel and picked up the oldest brick of air freshener I knew of, the one balanced on the top of the stall cubicle walls.

It was very dusty indeed, since it had been sitting up there for some time. I cautiously sniffed at it. Though it was old, it had a powerful smell of something fruity and vile, reminiscent of the results when a five-year-old spills two clashing bottles of scented lotion together.

A diabolical inspiration came to me. If ever I had any vile perfume to dispose of, I could smuggle it into the workplace, wait until alone, and pour it onto the spongelike air fresheners. No one could tell the difference.

Comments

[kokuten.livejournal.com]

I need to become Landed Gentry.

or at least landed. I like to think I'm already a gentleman *preen*

Anyway! My thought on the perfume, old, unwanted, 1, was to relabel as 'stinky for evil' and dispose of in the garage.

but I don't have a garage.

I need a garage.

'FOR EVIL ONLY'

[sithjawa.livejournal.com]

But you have to breathe that air!

[azurelunatic]

Except for the part where there is a Secret Hidden Supervisor Bathroom.

[azurelunatic]

That's what Grandfathersir did. Then his descendants had to clean out the garage.

[hcolleen.livejournal.com]

hehehe...you sniffed it! lol how odd that one of the old ones was potent...makes the thought of new ones very scary

[azurelunatic]

Very scary indeed.

Or maybe "Mr. Yuk" stickers, if I can find a sheet somewhere.