Sacramento smells today and since I was blessed enough to live in Guatemala for a time, I know EXACTLY what it smells like.
That's right, it smells like last night's piss rewarmed by the sun! Ah, the memories! It was a little more so in Guate though since there were traditional well-used pissing spots. I got to walk by one every day on my way into town. It was near the entrance the whorehouse/tamale lady. I guess one would want to empty their bladder before eating a tamale with a whore. It's just common sense.
Makes me want some FroYo. I want to check out Mochii Yogurt which apparently is a Pinkberry ripoff. YUM!
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