My Dad Really Won't Let Me Hang Out with Idiots

I can't smell anything, I really can't. Stop asking me every day what you smell like! Sweat? Stinky feet? Bad breath? Have you no idea?

Besides, my dad won't let me hang out with idiots. We're really not the same kind. We're not even the same species, and you might be a little dense!

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