Phooey
When I was little and something startled my mom, she would shriek "you scared the PHOOEY out of me!"
I didn't know what "phooey" was, but I was pretty sure it had to look like the stuffing that occasionally leaked out of my favorite teddy bear.
We've grown up, I've learned what "phooey" is code for, and AirWick has come out with automatic air fresheners.
And while I was calmly minding my own business in a quiet bathroom this weekend, something pssssht-ed at me ... and scared the phooey out of me.
I hate automatic air fresheners. They need to save their pssssht-ing for times when I'm not trying to not have a heart attack in the bathroom.
Phooey.
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