Stinkin Bus

I had a book today...one of those steamy romances. Hope the guy next to me didn't see the racey scenes!

Pretty crowded but it got me to where I was going. I missed the blasted thing by seconds again on campus but fortunately it was a very warm evening for a January
Wednesday. Going home was stinky. Not descriptive abstract term but literally. Someone or something smelled putrid. Oh, well, I was reading an historical Elizabethan romance and it probably stunk terribly back then too!