My husband has been complaining about our fridge smelling like B.O. ever since we have moved into this house. I have yet to smell this mystery smell, in fact, he just made me press my nose into the fridge's buttcrack to get a whiff of said mystery smell and I smelt nothing. He then smells it again and with frustration in his voice says, "You don't smell that!?" Then he goes on to say it smells like BO or maybe crayons and I was like "OK, crayons maaaybe, but BO... no." I told him that maybe he sat next to some smelly kid in Kindergarten that liked to color and the kid was mean to him so he associates crayons with bad smells. I think colored wax is pretty joyful.
Since I'm new here, I should also mention that I am the super smeller in this household while my husband is most guilty of smelling phantom poops from the toddler. He will never give me credit for the things I smell, even during my 2 pregnancies where my senses were heightened and it pisses him off to no end when I tell him his parent's house smells like band-aids... which it does. He claims it's whatever his mom uses to clean the floor.
It's just nice to be able to say my husband is crazy for once.
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This whole post cracked me up. Phantom poops, joyful coloured wax, smelting the fridge's buttcrack, and using band-aids to clean the floor. Ah, this is a gem of a post. LOL!!
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