You know, i was in the shower today, and for some reason I thought about dead people, and how they stink.
Maybe because I wanted to get a coffin to put in my room, just to spice up the style a bit and to have a place to chill out if I need to catch some ZZZZ's. Some people think that's disgusting and odd, but I think some coffins are kind of cool looking. And i'm sure they'd be comfortable to crash out in with all that satin and ruffle stuff.
"Are you sick?" Sam asked.
"That's not gonna be comfortable! That's just a small thin layer for looks. They don't put padding in there and everything. What, do you think they worry about that so the dead person can make sure his bones don't hurt when they touch the bottom?"
I was laughing by now. The fact that he was so perturbed made it even funnier. Then I thought that kind of made sense, but if so, I'd just have to add my own padding. Ha, ha.
"No, we're not getting a coffin." he barked decidedly.
So anyway, when i was showering this morning, it hit me like a ton of bricks that, "Even live people stink."