After having just eaten at our new favorite Thai place in the 'hood, which is almost identical to the old Thai place in the last 'hood (what luck!), B and I walked to the car. B remarked at how incredibly yummy his candy was from the restaurant. I asked what it was and he said "something with Asian writing on the wrapper." Sounds logical.
As we got in the car, I noted that something smelled, well, WRONG.
Me: It smells weird in here.
B: What do you mean?
Me: It smells strange. Like someone pissed in here. Or like a tree or something.
B: Like a tree?
Me: Yes, a sappy tree. Tree sap.
B: You mean a pine?
Me: I don't know what kind of tree saps.
B: Pine trees have sap.
Me: Now that you mention it, it smells like pine in here. Pine and piss.
B: Do you think it is my candy?
It was his candy. How he ever thought something that SMELLED like pine and piss tasted great is beyond me.