Can you smell the fear in your pits? If you can’t, you better start to learn to control your frightened scent because some people know how to mark your sweat as a coward based solely on how much you stink.
Sometimes you see something that makes you wonder if the people responsible for that thing have any connection to reality or if they are living in their own world where the skies are purple and roses bloom forth from open wounds. Every day while walking to work in New York, I am confronted by this a large billboard of Sean “P. Diddy” Combs clambering out of a helicopter with two hot girls.