I met my boss's girlfriend over the weekend. Ex-girlfriend, more accurately, although they're still friendly.
Do you know why I dropped her? he whispered conspiratorially.
No, I replied, thinking: because you're married?
Because she smelled bad.
What. BO?
No, he said, moving his index finger under his nose, eyebrows raised.
She had a smelly pussy?
Yep. I couldn't handle it.
Did you tell her? She might have an infection and doesn't know.
No. I can't deal with that shit.
But they all smell a little bit. It's part of their charm.
Yeah. But it was easier just not to see her anymore.
I'm figuring a way to ask him for her number.
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