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July 02, 2013



Well, maybe you can combine the de-skunkification into some sort of red-white and blue no-fireworks celebration? :)


I laughed out loud at the dialogue between Neely and you.


Oh, poor you! I'd be the one spritzing air freshener, then lighting candles, then putting cinnamon on the stove, and and and. It would probably be worse than the skunk.


You had me until the no-bake chicken, and then I couldnt stop laughing. The explanation, especially after convincing yourself the smell was normal - is totally something I would do. Here is to a skunk free day!


I dub thee.....Kira Bombeck!!!

Jan in Norman, OK

Put a dab of Vick Vapo-Rub under your nose. Really...

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