It started when they were still toddlers, and now they are teens. For some reason, they think that making me smell their smelly armpits is punishment, or a smelly sock, or anything that’s laying around that could POSSIBLY have a foul odor. What they don’t know is that I hold my breath and don’t ACTUALLY smell it, my other siblings panic and run away from each other chasing one another with the socks while I’m just counted as “done” because I ALLEGEDLY smelled it.
It’s been going on for years, and honestly imma keep it that way. It’s funny.
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The perfect “crime”
You bastard
You’re the rebel in the family
That’s on them for not catching on sooner.
It’s good to have a myth in the family.
😂😂😂