One evening, Annie was making dinner. Walter came crashing through the door and proclaimed loudly with decided disgust:
"(deep inhale through his nose) It smells like a DEAD BIRD in here!"
I would like to take this opportunity to apologize for any future offense he may cause. He has inherited my sense of smell.
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