A nice respectable lady with a savory smell of perfume got on the bus and took a seat beside me.
After some moments I dared to ask her: “Excuse me lady do you mind me please to ask you what is the name of this perfume and where did you buy it from? I want to buy one for my wife.”
The lady responded: “It is Chanel and from Paris.”
After about ten minutes later I felt a strong wind in my belly so I slowly blew it out.
Some seconds later she broke and said: “Offf… what is this smell my God”?
I said: “Gar lic and from Gilroy city in California.”
