So on the way to work…

I decided that I’d be willing to sacrifice my sense of taste if it meant I could surgically remove my sense of smell. I would, however, have to keep someone around to make sure I/my things/my place doesn’t stink. Ebees pointed out that would be Nathan Fillion’s job. I like this plan.

Notes

  1. eebees reblogged this from becsun and added:
    I really don’t understand why Nathan Fillion doesn’t live in The TARDIS of Couches yet…he’d be so USEFUL.
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