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A coworker just put a few of us in hysterics when she told us the story about her mom. Apparently, her mother and her were houseguests at a friend's home. One morning, the power goes out. The mother decides to continue on her mission to brush her teeth. Later, the mother and daughter reunite, and the daughter smells a very distinct, yet unexpected odor on her mother.

"What did you do?" the daughter asked.

"I brushed my teeth with Ben Gay." mother breathily replied.

Thursday Night Haiku!

Lost: hat, ass and spats
Nice game of monopoly
My ass, which is lost.

Night's breeze dances by
I rejoice in Spring's coming.
No, not that coming.

My heart breaks a little
When I think of his sweetness
This slow heart pains me.