The Orchestra of smells from Grandmas house smelled like Home (I think she used the same perfume as my Mom) and I used to like to play with my dog in the rain so when I came in it was "Get in the shower, you stink!" Blood of the Gods? I thought that was supposed to be a drink? Oh, wait, that was Milk of Paradise! And if that plant is tired of waiting, have the Camel eat it and spread the remains across the desert, then the actinobacteria can use it to flavor the Beets!
And I don't want to kiss her! I had to marry her! Ain't that enough?