What is UP with the air freshener in just about every public bathroom in the Universe?
For instance, every time I go to the chiropractor, I stop in the bathroom on his floor in the office building in which his office is located.
The cloying, vomitous odor of industrial cleanser and air freshener nearly knocks me over every time.
I can't even prepare for it.
It's a gag factor of eleventy billion on a scale of 10.
I'd rather smell pooh.
Seriously.
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