Today at my mom's house I was sitting on the floor playing with George when suddenly I smelled the most horrible smell. I, of course, thought it was my feet. My feet were fine so I smelled George's feet, bottom and mouth. Nope, not him.
I looked under her couch and there was a baby bottle that must have been under there for a least three months.
When I told my mom she said my dad has been complaining that their couch was stinky. She said he's been upset about it for over a month. In fact, he was making plans to get a new couch.
I think I just saved him about 2k.
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