So, I'm a little irritated and I have some time so I swing by the bar where I haven't been for a few days.

"Timmy, here try some of this" the waitress says.

It happens to be lotion that smells pretty. Pretty like a girl. Before I could object it is being smeared on my right index finger knuckle. I only worry slightly that it smells like a girl because no other woman will be smelling me tonight and if a guy says anything I'll think some shit up.

But then my phone rings for the third fourth time. It's Lady G with some computer problem.

"Where are you?" she asked

"At the bar"

"Well, when you're done come on over."

So I smell like beer and a like a woman has been on me.

I'll just tell her that sometimes I just like to smell pretty.