Pulp friction
We all know that blogs can raise a stink. But did you know that it works the other way, too?
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Comments (3)
My wife told me to kiss her where it stinks, so I drove her to St Helens.
Posted by meg | October 3, 2008 12:12 PM
In the early 1990s I spent quite a bit of time in Columbia County working on some cases I had there. When I read this, I got the same sick feeling I used get when I took a deep breath in St. Helens.
Posted by pantherpdx@aol.com | October 3, 2008 12:20 PM
I love the smell of pulp in the morning. It smells like ... like Dad just got home from working another graveyard shift at the mill.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5zBvfgeGKwI
Posted by Pat Malach | October 3, 2008 2:22 PM