Today's sermon is about smell. We who live with parkinson's cannot detect odors. Our sense of smell has disappeared or is on its way out and now; now we are saddled with a new symptom. Apparently we smell. We radiate a musky fragrance.
"Fragrance" is a noun defined as "The quality of having a pleasant odor" while "musky" is an adjective defined as "relating to, or having the odor of musk." MUSK! MUSK! That's an ox, isn't it? I have never been near one so I don't know their smell, but I reckon it isn't pleasant. They appear to be shaggy, mean looking creatures who probably stink. Surely we don't have that humiliation to go along with a voice like Phyllis Diller's and other debasing qualities!
I know,I know, you are thinking I am crazy. Nobody has mentioned that you radiate a musky smell, but it's true. Check it out. Of course, and let's hope, the lady in the video may have a super human nose. I don't want to treat her with disrespect, but come on.... "musky"?!. Maybe she has the problem? Maybe she is a smell savant .... Musky.... I don't want to smell like an ox, and isn't musky also associated with death - like *Egyptian mummies? Oh, the smell expert probably means well and there are hints that the cause of her uncanny nose will lead to a better understanding of the disease in which case I forgive the lady with the impertinent probiscis.
Here I take my leave for I must go now and scour my body with lye soap. Musky!! How nice. If we should ever meet, you had better stand downwind of me, lest you think me a corpse.
*It has been pointed out to me that mummies smell "musty" not "musky" in which case you can ignore the picture below
Heading by Shakespeare,
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