bad breath

Halitosis. Bad breath. Dragon Breath. We’ve all had it before or know someone who suffers with it, regularly.

Or maybe you’ve had the unfortunate opportunity to be seated next to someone who had it in a confined space and there was no means of immediate escape. The latter happened to me just last night at choir rehearsal.

We’re seated in the Judah Room doing our warm up exercises:

He has done. Marvelous. He has done. Marvelous. Thiiiinnnggss. Praise tha Laaaaawd….Marvelous. Marvelous. Marvelous Thiiinnnggggs. Praise tha Lord“.

When it hit me. Ugh, what is that, I think to myself.  I inhale a deep breath to sing the next refrain.

“Marvelous. Marvelous. Marvelous Thiiinnnggggs. Praise tha Lord.”

My nose is twitching like Samantha from “Bewitched” now while my mind is racing,  “WHO is that? OH. MY. GAWD!!!”

“Marvelous. Marvelous. Marvelous Thiiinnnggggs. Praise tha Lord.”

In blows another wind of putrid hot gawbage breath. Uuuggghh!! It’s coming from the young lady sitting to my right. Oh DAYUM!! Did she just lick a lump of shit before walking in here?

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