I don't remember when this happened. Oh yeah it was yesterday morning or something. Anyway Chemical comes up to me after waking up and breathes in my face. Apparently she was smoking yesterday and still smells of cigarettes. So I tell her this story:

"If there's one thing I regret doing in life, it's turning down a girl who smelled of cigarettes. I rolled over the next day, alone, and said 'Ah *smurf*' "

I'm just saying that sometimes, a little stinky stink isn't that big a deal.