Day Six.
Day 06 — Whatever tickles your fancy.
What tickles my fancy is an interesting fact about me.
Namely, that until this past summer, I didn’t know what people were talking about when someone farted and someone else would say “light a match”. I legitimately thought it was a reference to the flammability of methane or something…that they should light their fart on fire.
Then, this summer, I lived with my friend Sam and discovered the magic of covering the smell of stank with the smell of a freshly lit match.
Consider my fancy tickled.