Smells Like... What?

The infection building up in the bodies immune system before exposing itself as a puss ball on the skins surface smells like the wrath of a depressed and slightly insane accountant.

The hijinx and hilarity that will follow on this weeks episode of "Two and a half men" on CBS smells like something I will never miss even if I miss it.

An formula for a disaster waiting to happen although you have taken every measure to prevent it....much like FEMA smells like a highly suspicious yet somewhat banal plot by an underground feminist movement.

Something Rush Limbaugh would expound about on his show trying to whip up the masses in a frenzy smells like a black hole swallowing up piles of Parcheesi boards and farting them back out into Lake Michigan.

A bloody good night for the black hole smells much like a night in a Turkish Prison.

Bobba Fett's suit smells of plastics and petroleum products that are sucked out of the earths core to feed man's thirst.

An unfinished play by Alfred Jarry smells like the tragic sewer of mankind.

My breath in the morning smells like a mix of tea, coffee, dead cat (or dog), nuts, chocolate and the cold air of early february.

An evening of pigging out at the local Ponderosa buffet smells of hogs going to slaughter to feed mans obsession to overeat.

Millions of young men reduced to employees smell like a huge wave of tea-time testosterone overdose.