Smells Like... What?

My shorts after a long day working in the yard,cutting the grass.raking the leaves and cursing at what the Governments have done to this nice little planet that we live on smell like a rubber chicken being roasted in the middle of Death Valley on a propane grill. 

Cheap ad placement for the propane and natural gas lobby to get their products to be widely accepted over that of oil and gasoline smells like American versions of British sitcoms.

The 1975 Toyota being called down as the next contestant on the Price is Right. smells of a man trying to make the car last another month while he tries to save enough money in the world banks failed economy to buy a 1983 Nissan with a 1,000 fewer miles on it.

The untold story of movie theater floor crumbs and leftover popcorn as it makes its way into an alien lunar base smells of the pimply faced teenagers minimum wage job that barely leaves him enough money after taxes are taken out to buy a gallon of gasoline for his Ford Mustang that daddy bought him.

A bunch of West Virginian pioneers gulping down pounds of olive loaf after a hard day of breaking up rocks into little rocks with pickaxes and ancient Hoover vacuum cleaners smells of the bad plot turn in the low budget b-movie that is being touted by Hollywood execs as the next big movie franchise.

the loss of 20 civilians in a war over banana points in the middle of madagascar smells like a decent bob saget joke. 

Any joke that Dane Cook could ever conceive smells like a series of farts emanating from a 7-11 slushie.

The unlabeled New York City maps being printed in the early hours of the morning while the Detroit maps get lost in transit smell of the vast amounts of money being wasted through government waste.

A heat pump kicking in after sitting around in a barrel of iced tea and lemon slices while contemplating why no one ever made a jigsaw puzzle of it smells of a long lost thread once again found after it fell into apathy and disrepair.

The 36-year-old female writer who hasn't had enough time to write anything in years because she's spent all her spare time since her early 20s sitting in the same café looking for a man she once knew who used to look almost exactly like young Jean-Luc Godard, except for his shoes which were more red than brown smells like a Tom Hanks comedy before he found himself and turned towards serious acting thus shutting out all the fans that liked his work in those comedy films.