Last month I was walking up a street and I caught a scent most foul. I knew it all too well. The scent was skunk spray. Skunks are very frequent in my town so the smell was nothing new. With one exception. This spray smelled worse tgan any skunk spray I encountered. I shouted out loud "Did a skunk die or what!?" On my way back down I saw what I couldn't see before as I was on the other side of the street and that side was car heavy.

I saw what appeared to be the mangled corpse od a road kill skunk. And as gruesome and gross as it looked, I had only one thought. "Huh. I thought they smelled bad alive."

It's the fucked up things in life.