The Skunk Stunk, Alright!

Friday, my wife was busy with graduation, so I decided to take my daughter and my mother to a little restaurant in a Czech community about 30 minutes from our home.

As we were going along, we ran through a cloud of that unmistakable aroma of roadside carnage known as Dead Skunk In The Middle Of The Road. There's no confusing that aroma with anything else in the world.

While we wrinkled our noses, my daughter piped up from the back seat, "That was a stunk, wasn't it, Daddy?"

"Yeah, baby, that was a skunk."

Walrilla