Featuring: Tze, Ben
…While setting some keywords for this post, the keyword plugin suggested ‘smelly umbilical stump‘. Gah! Ew! IGITT!!!!! >_<
Featuring: Tze, Ben
…While setting some keywords for this post, the keyword plugin suggested ‘smelly umbilical stump‘. Gah! Ew! IGITT!!!!! >_<
The protective thingy is simply called “umbrella cover”. Maybe yours will end up here eventually: http://www.umbrellacovermuseum.org.
My mother and grandmother, who both had a slightly unconventional mindset similar to that of the Dutch writer Annie M. G. Schmidt, used to call the protective thingy “an umbrella condom”.
I was really tempted to call it a condom as well… XD
Plastic baaaaag, breeder of stink!
also plastic booooox. I had yoghurt on my salad on Friday last week and I left the lunch box in my bag until Sunday night, oh the smell :<
I meant to draw some music notes but totally forgot! Ugh ew, yoghurt. Gorgonzola-flavoured by that time, I bet!