I almost forgot to tell you my story from the Jays game day. I was at work and had sat on the ground and realized that I was probably sitting near something quite raunchy, judging from whiffs of gross odor I kept getting. Anyway, I actually attributed it to the wet ground (you know how sometimes the ground smells a little poo-ey after it's rained a lot). Later on, in the car on the way to the Jays game, I caught a whiff of something again. All I thought was, Oh oh. This has happened to me before, where I complained about a room smelling weird and then realizing that as I moved to another room, the smell was still following me. Anyway, I lifted my foot to my face and noticed there was some "mud" caked to the bottom of my foot. Ahahaha, then I took a huge sniff of my shoe. Well, it was a little close because it sure stunk a lot. I stepped in POO! I proceeded to step in many puddles and scrape my foot along the ground in the parking lot, but still kept catching whiffs at the Jays game. I can't believe how often I step in POO! I hate POO! I hate my neighbours dog that POOs on our lawn! BOOOOOO POOOOOO!
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