Boxing Day Bus Ride Home

I forgot to mention that the worst kind of breath is ice cream breath. It is worse than coffee breath. On the bus ride home from the Oak, a girl was sitting beside me who had just finished her strawberry ice cream. Her friend was standing in front of her finishing her ice cream off. It was horrible. I had to turn my head completely to avoid getting a whiff of the horrid ice cream breath. Strawberry ice cream. The funniest part was when one of the girls looks up and goes, "Something smells like cheese. It's totally grossing me out."